When sweet CB was born we didn't even bother going to bed. We would occasionally pass out on the couch when he would rest in the Pack 'N Play in the living room, but we never bothered to go to the bedroom because we knew it was a waste of time. Luckily, those days were short lived.
Now, our sweet baby is 7 weeks old. I know him well enough to predict his needs, and now that CB has learned to trust us my husband and I are finally able to get some sleep. I'm not saying that I miss the fatigue of those first two weeks, but it is starting to set in that things change very quickly when you have a tiny baby. CB and I are seeing less and less of each other in the middle of the night and I have learned to cherish that time. He typically wakes up 2-3 times for a diaper change, eats for a few minutes and falls back to sleep. I have found myself holding him longer and longer each feeding before putting him back down because I just don't want to let him go. I would rather sneak in those last few minutes of snuggle time than put him back to bed, or go to bed myself.
I know that it will be a long time before CB actually makes it from bed time to morning without waking up, but I also know that the newborn stage is passing by so quickly and I don't want to miss a second of it. Some may say I'm spoiling him, but I just don't want to miss a second of my time with him. I feel so blessed to have him in my life, and to have that time to spend with him.
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