D climbed out of his crib yesterday. Oh horrible mom that I am! I nursed him and,thankfully, he was fine. A post traumatic coffee break ensued. Somehow I had a feeling something like this would happen, that D would climb out of the crib. I had actually talked to my husband about it, but we just brushed it off. There are a few things that could have prevented this: co-sleeping, or a montesori style floor bed. But for now R just lowered the crib even more.
I love the idea of cosleeping, but we have tried it a few times, and D just likes his space. In a full size bed none of us were getting any sleep. So, I put him to sleep at the breast in our rocking chair, and then put him in his crib. He wakes now only at 4 or 5am (a huge improvement to every 2 hours for most of the first year, more on that later) and we sometimes bring him into bed with us then. It is so very cozy. I am now leaning to losing the crib completely and putting the mattress on the floor.
My favorite floor bed image on the web:
http://sewliberated.typepad.com/sew_liberated/2009/10/its-the-little-things.html
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Friday, February 10, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Better late than never
After living 6 years as a married couple in the "city that never sleeps" I guess you can say we are true New Yorkers now. Oh yeah, for the past 16 months we have been partying hard all night long. By partying hard of course I mean rocking, swaying, nursing, jumping, singing, rhyming, and caressing our dear son to sleep.
Since I am not getting any sleep anyway, I have decided to start this blog. After all, I would have been a pretty incompetent mom had it not been for all of the millions of blogs posts I read dealing with everything from green poo, to placenta encapsulation. I wonder what other mothers did before the internet. Well, on second thought, upon looking back, I realize all my baby ever needed was me....and my "milkies".
Since I am not getting any sleep anyway, I have decided to start this blog. After all, I would have been a pretty incompetent mom had it not been for all of the millions of blogs posts I read dealing with everything from green poo, to placenta encapsulation. I wonder what other mothers did before the internet. Well, on second thought, upon looking back, I realize all my baby ever needed was me....and my "milkies".
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