Last night was hard on everyone. We are trying to help Bean learn to fall asleep in the crib. Hours of crying later, she’s either starting to understand or she was simply too exhausted not to sleep.<\/p>\n
This morning she woke at 6 a.m., ate, played briefly, and fell asleep in the swing around 7:15. As of 11:15 she remains asleep, though she is stirring slowly awake. <\/p>\n
All morning I tippy-toed around the living\/dining\/kitchen area, because the longer she sleeps, the better off we’ll be this afternoon. I make it a kind of game: how quietly can I open the refrigerator and extract the milk? Can I retrieve a knife to spread peanut butter without clinking other cutlery? Bean is such a light sleeper. My joints creak and crack (always have). Sometimes when I move and one cracks, it startles her in her sleep. Yet the hum of the dishwasher doesn’t. It’s the sudden abrupt sounds, even small ones, that penetrate her sleep.<\/p>\n
We’re headed to M&K’s home for dinner. (They are the Emergency Backup Parents.) We’re bringing apple pie and pork-sage sausage stuffing. M&K are cooking the turkey and other goodies, and another family will be there with yummy food too. In all there will be six adults, two toddlers, and a baby in a small two-bedroom condo. Since Bean is good for about two hours of contented wakefulness upon awakening, this means that if she sleeps until 11:30, then wakes to eat, when we show up at 1:30 (when dinner will be served), she will be at the point of needing to nap. But she’ll be in a strange place with lots of stimulation, so either she’ll cry there, or she’ll be so stimulated that she’ll be awake for hours and then she, Husband, and I will pay with hours of crying later. I have struggled with wanting to stay home, to hide in my protected little bubble of familiar space and routine. But one must rise to the challenge, eh?<\/p>\n
That’s the way of life with babies. It’s survivable. And dammit, I want some turkey!<\/p>\n
Happy Thanksgiving!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Last night was hard on everyone. We are trying to help Bean learn to fall asleep in the crib. Hours of crying later, she’s either starting to understand or she was simply too exhausted not to sleep. This morning she woke at 6 a.m., ate, played briefly, and fell asleep in the swing around 7:15. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,34,16],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2155","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-humor","category-motherhood","category-nature"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2155","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2155"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2155\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13797,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2155\/revisions\/13797"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2155"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2155"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2155"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}