I'm afraid to even post this for fear it'll jinx me ... but here goes. GREYSEN SLEPT FOR SEVEN AND A HALF STRAIGHT HOURS LAST NIGHT. I am thinking it's a fluke. And I'm perfectly happy with 5 straight hours so I'm trying to tell myself that it's okay if it doesn't happen again. But I can't help but be ELATED about the possiblities of a near future with more sleep. Truth be told, I slept only 6 of those hours since I woke up convinced that he wasn't breathing. I eventually had to stir him (I EVEN STIRRED HIM) so he'd move and convince me that he was breathing. But by that time I was already playing in my head whether I would dial 911 or just take him screeching to the ER. So when he moved and I was convinced that he was breathing, I then worried about the schedule and how it was going to work with going to the nanny. Totally irrational and stupid, but this is what I do when I'm trying to sabotage my own sleeping potential. So, then he woke up.
But did I mention that I slept for SIX straight hours? This is an exciting new development in the live and times of Greysen's sleeping habits. So, I'm fully expecting that tonight it'll be back to my 4.5 or 5 hours of sleep just because I got so excited and wrote this post. But if it happens again tonight, you WON'T HEAR about it.
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