We’re now closing in on Fuzz’s 11th month birthday. As I look back over the months and months of posts on sleep and think about our year together, I have to say…I owe my sanity to co-sleeping.
It feels so strange to say this now, since I had such a hard time co-sleeping with Shnook. I think I can pinpoint my difficulty to my anxiety as a new mom coupled with my own insomnia issues.
This time, I really feel it has saved my life.
I feel almost normal in terms of sleep. Sure Fuzz gets up a few times to nurse, sometimes more than a few. But, it’s quick. Really, I’m really fine with it now. My sleep is disturbed by his moving around, sometimes he sleeps partially on top of me. Of course, I wake up a lot, but the difference is I’m not up for more than a minute or so, and then I go back to sleep pretty easily, which for me, is HUGE.
It’s much more rare that I find myself awake for hours on end now, and even though my brain definitely gets wound up right before I go to bed, since this is when I do all my writing, I usually can find a way to relax before I go to sleep. I have a couple of techniques that I use, mostly meditative, that almost always work, and if they fail, usually a couple of Calms Forte do the trick.
I also have Fuzz to thank because bless his little heart, he sleeps in until 8 am almost every single morning. He’s just like his mama, a morning sleeper. I’m not one to brag about anything sleep or milk related, but after what I’ve been through for the last 3 years, I feel this is a gift. I’m sure I’ll be cursing this when I’m trying to drag his little butt out of bed for school, but right now, it’s sweet bliss.
So, even though my baby doesn’t ‘technically’ sleep through the night, he actually does sleep quite well, and long.