In our little house, it has been a week of change and challenges. On Wednesday we gave Hope’s beloved binks to a baby friend of ours and it has been a tough week ever since. Wednesday’s nap did not happen and in the process of trying Hope mastered scaling her crib. That night involved Hope in bed with us from 4am on and 2 of those hours did not involve sleeping. Thursday’s nap went well initially but then when she was woken up by a phone, she couldn’t settle back to sleep and cried for her bink. Thursday night involved 10 minutes of whining/crying for a bink but she did fall asleep eventually. Friday’s nap also started out well but then after an hour she woke up and couldn’t put herself back to sleep and instead cried and cried and cried. Nothing helped, nothing soothed her back to sleep. She even asked for her bed and just layed there crying….so tired and so sad. I joined her in the crying as there was nothing I could do and I Just felt so horrible. I really wanted to just cave and go get a bink for her as I knew that would solve everything…but I didn’t. Last night bedtime went great as we played “sleeping music” for her. I told her she had to lay really quiet to hear the music and she didn’t make a peep.
Yesterday Hope woke up at 7am (she usually wakes up at 8) and we heard a loud thump. She scaled the crib again and was done sleeping. Jaye worried that she’d get hurt climbing out so we built/put together her “big girl” bed. Thankfully, I have a set of Ariel sheets from when I was younger so she was very excited about her “Ariel bed”. As excited as she was, naptime didn't happen yet again. Jaye managed to keep her in her room for 30 minutes but there was no sleep happening. After lots of stories and rocking with her in the chair, she did fall asleep last night and made it til 5:22 this morning. We haven't been up that early since I was working days-over a year ago! All this change equals little sleep for Hope and in return, little sleep for Mommy. No good at all! A tired Mommy + a tired Hope = long days and grouchiness all around!
As we took apart the crib yesterday, I couldn’t help but feel a bit sad. Since we were taking out the crib and putting in a bed, I figured we might as well remove her changing pad too. All the things associated with my baby were being removed. So, my heart is a bit sad. My baby is growing up and that has proven to be a bit tough for all of us. I always thought it was funny/lame when people talked about being sad that their baby was growing up, but today I get it. I love that she is growing up, I love who she is becoming and the way she learns new things daily…but today reminded me that we can’t go back. She will never be tiny again. My baby is gone and she is becoming a little girl. I’m excited for Hope and all that lies ahead, but boy has this been a week of change. I pray that through all this she finds comfort and security, peace and rest. I find myself praying for her comprehension of all of this change and the ability to grasp the concept of staying in bed, sleeping, and just being able to calm/slow herself enough to even fall asleep. Man, it's tough being little!!!
Again I am reminded to “love the moment” because before you know it, the moment will be gone.
Mary Rice Hopkins: Miracle Walking--From ICU to Life
12 years ago






