In the spirit of being genuine and allowing this space to evolve with me as my lifestyle changes, one of the biggest adjustments in our lives has been sleep… or, lack there of. As we have reached the eleven-month mark for my
baby big boy Hudson, a lot has been changing. Development, growth, teething, walking, etc… It is a lot for one tiny little body to handle, so I completely understand and expect a little crankiness to come with the territory. Specifically, the middle of the night wake ups, that mama & dada are not too keen on. Who’s with me there?! From a very young age he would sleep through the night like a boss. We did experience a little of that four month sleep regression; however, it was quickly corrected and we hadn’t had a problem since. As of late, I have been in denial… telling myself and anyone else that he sleeps through the night the majority of the time and only has a few rough ones here and there. Well, stop, flip it, and reverse it; mmk! Him has had many more nights, throwing a party at least once in the middle of mama + dada’s precious slumber. So, this week we’ve been on a simple mission – survive. And yes, I say survive. Why, you ask? Because no sleep and no coffee, thanks whole30 and taste buds hating the taste of coconut milk & black coffee. Only four days to go, we can do it! …more on that later.
During last night’s party match, Hudson vs. Mama, five or six or hell, who knows what number it was anymore, as he was looking up at me bouncing like he was on a trampoline I couldn’t help but get down on his level, look right into his eyes, take in the most loving smile on his face, and just give him the best mama hug a mama could give. I softly told him that it was nighnight time and told myself to fight back the tears & just be patient, he has to get tired out eventually. And, eventually, he did… well, in our bed of course. Hudson definitely won last night’s match and I am actually ok with it. I am quick to remind myself that babies are just that, babies. They are ever changing and with that, their schedules are going to shift right along with them. Also, that I truly cherish these moments when he just wants to be in Mama’s arms. As exhausting as it is, I know that this time is so short and a day will come where he runs off to play and barely looks back to give Mama a hug. I don’t want to talk about it. Finally the moral of the story is: this too shall pass and in the meantime sneak in all the snuggles you can! They’re the best.
Long story long: we’re tired, we’ve be trying a new schedule since Monday to see if we can’t get this all back to normal, even though H doesn’t sleep through the night anymore – he’s still perfect (duh), and, also, HOW IS MY BABY GOING TO BE ONE IN LESS THAN A MONTH. Ok, I won’t start on that and get all emotional on you. It can get pretty ugly. So, I’ll leave you with this: I want to ensure this blog of mine’s authenticity… even if it is brutally real sometimes. Don’t get me wrong I love & follow all of those blogs where life appears picture perfect but, as for me and this lifestyle blog, life is never perfect and I’m certainly not going to pretend it is. So, here it is. This is our life that I love and wouldn’t change a single thing.
Here’s hoping little H man sleeps through the night tonight and you have the most amazing weekend possible, filled with Netflix + donuts, of course!