This sleep business is by no means straightforward. Quite frankly it takes one bad night to send everything to pot. Yesterday and today we have not managed to stick to any sort of routine. This is largely due to the fact that I have joined my baba for his morning nap and this has resulted in a longer nap, which combined with various daytime activities has thrown the rest of the day out.
Yesterday evening I dared to go and have my haircut. This was great for my hair but the resulting night has left me rather hair-brained today. After crying for his daddy and refusing a bottle, he spent the rest of the night waking every 1hr 45mins and even every hour towards the end of the night, wanting a feed. He fed really well each time, so I know he needed it. To be honest I shouldn't really be that surprised. He is going through a 5 week developmental leap and is probably having a growth spurt at the same time. Not to mention the ongoing after effects of immunisations last week.
This afternoon he has slept from 15:15 until 18:00. Not all in one go. He woke twice and fed but fell straight back asleep. I let him. The poor bairn really hasn't had enough sleep in the last 24hrs and hardly fed at all this morning so I figure he must have needed it.
Right now he is in the bath having a whale of a time. His daddy will try him with the bottle again afterwards but I am resigned to giving him the breast if needs be. After a hellish night, I am more interested in him getting a longer stretch of sleep.
Lesson of the day: expect less.
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