You know, you expect those type of sleep-deprived situations when you have a baby. It's true. For the most part, unless you're one of those lucky
But, I have to admit--the sleep deprivation didn't bother me as much before as it does now. There could be a few reasons for this.
For one, it could be the fact that the sleep deprivation is now stacking up. Rather then just being one month of never getting a full nights sleep...ever. It's been three months of not getting a full nights sleep......ever. Starts to make for some heavy eyelids, for real, yo.
Secondly, it could be the fact she's now in her own room. I never used to care that much when she was in our room, and she'd wake up. I simply rolled over, picked her up from her bassinet and fed her. In fact, I could easily stay in sleepy mode and have zero issues whatsoever falling back asleep.
But now? The whole hearing her on the monitor...waiting out her little noises first...then waiting to see if she'll fall back asleep, then waiting for the first big "Wahhhh" cry which is my GET.UP.NOW signal. Then actually getting OUT of bed, and heading all the way (all 8 feet of it) over to her room. It wakes me up. Like, A LOT.
So on top of having a baby who is sleeping like crap recently (please God, just be a growth spurt, please, oh please I beg of you!), I'm also sleeping like crap.
You see, she's easy. She gets up, is very obviously hungry, I feed her...then lay her back down. No rocking, no butt patting, nothing. She's right off to dreamland again. Which is awesome.
But me? By this point--I'm thirsty as heck. I also realize that I'm either hot or cold and need to adjust the air conditioning. So, I trudge downstairs and get an ice cold water...adjust the thermostat, and back to bed I go.
Unfortunately, that's when my brain starts rearin' to go and I can't get.it.to.STOP. I cannot fall asleep. I toss, I turn. I can't get comfortable. I stare at the monitor. I turn again. I position the pillow so it blocks the glow of the green light. I huff and puff and moan to Declan about how tired I am, and he doesn't.hear.a.word.
I throw my leg over Declan to see if that will be a comfortable position to sleep. It's not.
I pull the comforter up by my chin. Then I get hot. I try to sleep with just the sheet. But then, I get cool. While messing with the covers I inadvertantly kick Mac off the bed and hear a *thump*. He forgives me quick and returns to the bottom of the bed to sleep. Sometimes he just stays on the floor for fear that I'll kick him off again.
My brain just keeps thinking. About everything. Sometimes I suddenly remember that I have a mommy question, and I'll break out of my phone and GOOGLE some sort of "how long should my 3 month old be sleeping" question. I start reading answers. I realize I'm not alone. But, I'm still.not.sleeping.
Then, I realize..."Crap...an hour's gone by. She'll most likely be up in another hour or two...why even bother sleeping?" I fight an internal battle that is resisting sleep every time I try to rest and let my body go into dreamland.
It's starting to really hurt me.
I'm self-diagnosing it...and it's not fun.
I'm more irritable with my husband. I'm just generally tired all around. My eyelids...oh, they're so heavy. My body...it's sleepy. I'm mopey. It's pathetic.
All of my tweets and facebook statuses are whining about being up again, being tired, and crying that 'good LORD my child needs to SLEEP'...[and so do I!]
So, I'm asking...anyone with sleeping issues of any kind...tips, tricks, and hints to get my body asleep? I'm so desperate I've even tried counting sheep. For the record, it doesn't work. For me, anyway.
As to not cause any confusion, for the record, she's worth it.