That short week-long stay in the hospital we had, the one with the nurses and therapists strolling through in the middle of the night with medicine and treatments and us just trying to catch a little bit of sleep whenever we could? It went and did a number on Brooklynn's sleeping habits. With how much she was sleeping during the days, - at times it felt like she would nap more in the daytime than she would sleep at night - we were doing well to feed her about 80% of the amount she typical consumed in a 24 hour period. And, logically, she eventually decided that sometime between 2 and 4 am would be a good time to make up that missing meal.
We've been down this road before, back when she may or may not have hit a growth spurt, got sick, and started eating in the middle of the night. It lasted almost a month and ended with us employing Project: Tough Love and spending a couple hours for a few nights alternately comforting without feeding and listening to a crying baby, all of which involved not sleeping.
Really, that's what it comes down to, isn't it? Parents needing sleep. I mean, if we had an android butler (I guess android nanny is more the correct term) to feed the baby in the middle of the night, I wouldn't care when she wanted to eat. I suppose the robot could also feed her in the morning while we got ready for the day and again before bed while we read a book or watched a movie, right? And soon, robots will be raising our children and we might find ourselves living in the world of The Matrix or the Terminator movies where the machines are trying to kill the humans. Actually, if you spend every waking moment of your life terrified of killer machines, I'm guessing you aren't sleeping all that well either which kind of defeats the point of the robot butler anyway.
Man, I really wanted one of those too. Way to dash my dreams stupid killer robots.
Ok, for the sake of humanity, we will decide to feed our own baby, which brings us back around to the lack of adult sleep when dealing with nighttime feedings. We've done our best to curtail this behavior as fast as possible. We tried to stuff her silly on Sunday. We gave her a bottle when she woke up from nap. We gave her a bottle when it looked like she was getting tired before she fell asleep. We fed her solid food in the evening before her bath.
Our wonderful result was me being up with a crying infant until about 3:15 in the morning. We're guessing she had an upset stomach from eating so much, but who really can tell? The one thing that finally did get her to settle down and go back to sleep was having another bottle.
Great plan. Really glad that one worked out.
And then she went back to daycare. Hey, look, a built in schedule, a time to get up in the morning and get the day started, and other small people to entertain, occupy, and otherwise keep her alert and wear her out during the day.
And the sleeping problem has, for the most part, worked itself out. Two nights now with solid sleep. No more midnight snacking.
Have I ever mentioned how much I love daycare?
Maybe I need to go there myself. I hear they have toys and play games. And take naps.
Naps. Just thinking that word makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Naps.
What a wonderful place it must be.