No Trouble Sleeping...

I don't know how they ended up like this, I was at gymnastics with Lydia.  I do know they were watching Sleeping Beauty when they fell asleep.  (I bet she didn't sleep with her mouth open!)

Desmond Sleeps

Tuesday night Desmond woke up around 2am.  My mom tried to get him back to sleep, but he cried until she put him in bed with me.  In the meantime, Rowan had woken up and climbed into my bed.  I didn't get back to sleep until 6.

Wednesday, Desmond woke up EVERY HOUR asking for a bottle.  He drank 5 bottles that night!  Needless to say,  I didn't sleep much.

Thursday, I fought a cold and sleepiness.  Towards late afternoon I felt like a zombie.  (Okay,  maybe not a zombie.  I wasn't craving brains.  I felt as if I might fall to the floor in a dead sleep at any moment.  What is the proper simile for that?)

Thursday night I decided to take the plunge and tell Desmond he needed to sleep WITHOUT HIS BOTTLE.  He was actually very calm about it.  Rowan got in bed at 9pm, as usual.  Lydia flitted around the house coming up with millions of reasons she couldn't sleep, as usual.  Desmond calmly refused to put on his pajamas.

Every time I asked him if he was ready for his diaper and p.j.s, he said, "Bottle?"  I would tell him "No."   He would continue calmly playing with his toys & reply, "No jammies."  Around 11:30 I asked him if he'd like to get in bed with me and he agreed.  I helped him into his diaper and pajamas and he quickly fell asleep in my bed.

He only woke up once the whole night!  When he cried for his bottle I told him no and said, "Shh, sh, sh...". To my great surprise, he fell right back to sleep!  He didn't wake up again until 8am when Rowan came into my room talking about bunnies.

Friday night we went through almost the same routine as Thursday.  The only differences were that he calmly held out until 1am (!) and he went to sleep in his own bed.  He slept until around 6 when he cried for me and his bottle.  Without getting out of bed I told him, "No bottle. Shhh, sh, sh...".  He went right back to sleep until 8am or so.

I am so happy this has been such an easy transition.  I had been dreading sleepless nights of wailing, but not having the bottle has actually made Desmond sleep better!  I am really hopeful that now I will sleep better too!

The Luxury of Dreams

It's been a while since I've remembered a dream.  I think my sleep is too fragmented for me to really grab hold and process my dreams.  It seems I'm awakened every hour by one baby or another.  Even if I don't need to get up with them, their crying and noises wake me.  It's usually difficult for me to fall back to sleep, so by the time I've reached the REM stage, it is cut short by another wake up call.  


In reading about sleep, I came across this, "During the deep stages of NREM sleep, the body repairs and regenerates tissues, builds bone and muscle, and appears to strengthen the immune system."  Perhaps that is why I've been dealing with more aches and pains, not to mention colds, lately.  I had assumed they were a normal part of aging and the season.  Maybe not...


I suppose this whole blog was born out of the difficulty our family has had with sleeping and dreams.  I am certainly not the only one of us to go without adequate sleep.  Hopefully, my children with grow out of their disruptive sleep patterns and allow me the luxury of dreams again soon.

Maybe Not So Much, After All...

I was awoken in the wee hours of the morning by cries of           "It's horrible, it's horrible!!" from Lydia.  I waited for another noise or cry.  I waited for her to come to my room.  Nothing...  So I went back to sleep.

When I asked her about it in the morning, she didn't remember a thing.  

Actually, I think we all can relate.  Those things that seem so terrible in the dark of night usually aren't so bad in the morning.

11:19 PM...

...and the only person asleep in the house is Molly.

Car Crash

I'm in a car with this girl and she is driving around like a crazy person. She drives us right off of a hill and the car tumbles over crushing us to the ground. I'm able to push the door open and go around and get crazy driver out. We didn't even get hurt!!

My Teeth Are Falling Out

I notice one of my teeth is suddenly loose.  I try to remember if it is an adult tooth or not. Then it dawns on me that all my teeth are adult teeth!  As the tooth falls out, I notice another is loose, then another.  I try to keep them from falling out.  Maybe if I don't touch them...