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Who needs sleep anyways?!?

It's official. Graham has been coerced by his big sister to stop being a good sleeper. I don't know how she convinced him or why she even thinks no sleep is a good idea. But I know she's to blame here.

Let's recap sleep on our house.

Pre-Paisley: lots of sleep whenever we felt like it. The only thing that would risk waking me in the middle of the night was a full bladder. I could sleep 10 hours at night and then nap for 3 the next day.

The Paisley Era: from night one of her life, she decided that you can sleep when you die and she didn't plan on missing out on things. She kept me up ALL night every night. Even now, she never sleeps more than 9-10 hours at night and still doesn't want to go down. She is just now napping consistently because I insisted out if necessity for my well-being.

The Graham Era: he was the sleeper I'd always dreamt about. Sleeping 4-5 hour stretches even in the hospital. He'd only wake to eat and then happily fall back to sleep. I was the mom who bragged that I finally had a good sleeper. Until right before 4 months, when he joined Paisley's forces of evil and chanted "hell no, we won't go... To sleep, that is".

He squirms and wallors and kicks and moans. He won't cry unless I fail to respond to his restless body syndrome within an allowable period of time (for a newborn this is about 20 seconds max). So I wake up a lot overnight. He never sleeps more than 3 hours, but I think lately he hasn't made it more than 2. Ouch.

Tried to wear him out by keeping him awake all day. He likes to nap in 15 minute increments several times a day and never sleep for a long stretch. Seems like he'd be tired at night, but guess not...

At least he's sweet and happy overnight though, right?!? Looking forward to a future chapter in our sleeping that includes a lot more of it!!!

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  1. I feel ya sister. Roman hated sleep for 7 straight months. Even napping he wasn't a fan of that either. Super exhausting!! Here's to hoping Graham starts sleeping better soon!!

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  2. Your posts are cracking me up lately! I'm in the same "no sleep" boat. I'm trying to convince myself that if we had another it would be the best sleep ever...would have to be right..since Sam never sleeps? Hmmm yeah, not so much. And this post if proof!

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  3. same boat here too:) our dr. told us with DD and now DS that around 4-6 months when they start getting more social they start "playing us". they want someone to come and get them to snuggle and don't really need to eat. both of our kids did it...slept decent and then boom...every 2-3 hours...what??? we've started letting him fuss and cry for a few minutes at a time instead of going in fairly soon after waking and it's working. he's up once now at night to truly eat. at 6 months we'll start pushing for no feedings at night if we think he's ready. good luck sister in infanthood! wishing you all of the luck a tired mama can give:)

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