Me and Kaia are flying solo this weekend. Erick is away for the weekend on his annual ice fishing trip out in Lomond. Unfortunately the weather sucks here really bad it is so cold so not only are we solo we are solo and stuck in the house. This last two weeks have just been yucky from the weather to illness....I am so ready to get out of this house. We are going to watch a movie at a friends house this afternoon. It was so cute to answer the phone to a little 2 ½ year old voice asking me if I want to watch a movie and eat popcorn. Then we are going swimming with some other friends.
Kaia has been a little clinger stinker the last couple of days. I worry that she feels abandonment issues from me putting her to bed and letting her cry it out. I hope that it is due to her not feeling 100% and not to due to her truly being a Mama clinger. I try and put her down in her play things and she kind of looks at me as if to say “are you serious...? Pick me up right this second. Get back here”. Oh sigh. I keep saying to her as I give in and pick her back up “ya know when you are old enough to understand what it means when I say it’s time to play on your own for a bit I won’t be picking you up like this”. Ha who am I kidding I am a softy sometimes. Like I said earlier we put Kaia to bed and let her fall asleep on her own. Sometimes she is asleep in minutes without a peep, sometimes she coos and peeps for a few minutes and sometimes she full on cries for like 20 minutes. We have always been diligent though and don’t give in. However last night I went to go check on her like I routinely do when she has stopped cooing, crying and peeping. I just want to see that she has fallen asleep and she hasn’t pulled her blankets over her face which she always does. I tippy toed in there leaned over her crib and what did I find....a wide awake Kaia staring straight at me with the biggest smile on her face. Oh melt my little heart. Did I pick her up you ask...you bet I picked her up. I picked her up and we played for an hour longer before going to bed for the night. Maybe I am fostering a clinger....hmm there is a thought. Oh well I had fun playing with her last night and if the consequence was her remembering that I gave in and picked her up then so be it.
Kaia’s crib came in on Thursday. Erick put it together and Kaia has had two of the most amazing night sleeps in this thing. She has slept through the night both nights. Six hours of bliss. I wake to engorgement but at least Mama and babe rested well. I am really happy that the transition from cradle to crib was seamless it was as if we didn’t change a thing. I know that we are a bit late on getting her into her crib. I think that the fact that her bedroom and our bedroom are on different floors and I have been still getting up with her lots throughout the night all played on prolonging the cradle phase. When we started putting Kaia to sleep on her own she started to only wake for one feed a night so this is when the idea of getting her crib ready started popping up. Of course we live in a one horse town with a sears catalogue and that is it. Finally the crib arrived and I was so ready for it. I am ready to not have to tip toe in my room when she is napping or in bed before us for the night. I am ready to have late night baths in my master bath and not worry about waking her. I am ready to watch movies and TV in my room at night. I am just ready. I don’t mind getting up once a night and have to walk downstairs to her room to feed her. Once is just fine...burn a few night time calories no problem. Erick finally bought his video baby monitor that he has been researching and shopping for. For me I don’t feel that a “video” monitor was something that I wanted but of course if that is what will make Erick feel comfortable than who am I to disagree.
I rearranged Kaia’s room in the afternoon and I pulled out the video monitor I had everything ready for Erick to get going on construction of the crib when he got home from work. Erick built the crib and then he dropped the bomb..... “I’m not ready for Kaia to be downstairs yet I want to put this crib in our room”. WHAT! I did not understand what he was saying or where his feelings were coming from. You want to what? He was still feeling like he wasn’t ready for her to be on another floor he had a list of what if’s...what if fire, what if we don’t hear her. I was totally feeling the opposite as he was. After much discussion slash me being rude “what are you freaking kidding me why on earth”? I came to realize that I need to consider my caring husband and loving baby Daddy’s feelings. He was right when he says that just because everyone else puts their children in their own room at a certain age doesn’t mean we have to. But I don’t feel that I was doing it on a schedule. She’s this age now we do this and she’s that age now we do that. Like I said I am sooooo ready to have my room back. It’s all about me here people. So right now there is a baby crib in my room. I love Erick and I love how much he cares about his daughter and how much he wants to be involved in the decision making process of these different phases of Kaia’s life. So I compromised, he asked if I could at least have the crib in the room while he is gone and then maybe for a couple more days when he gets home. But not for a couple more months like he originally proposed when he dropped the bomb. Insert giant sigh. I think that when Erick gets home he will see that there is no longer any sneaking around the room without Kaia seeing us. The crib is open unlike the cradle the sides are not solid they are bars with slats in them slats where she can see me in my room. I think that he will too see that she is ready to be in her own room. Hopefully! Insert another giant sigh here. But yay for the full night sleep we have been getting.
Kaia has been a little clinger stinker the last couple of days. I worry that she feels abandonment issues from me putting her to bed and letting her cry it out. I hope that it is due to her not feeling 100% and not to due to her truly being a Mama clinger. I try and put her down in her play things and she kind of looks at me as if to say “are you serious...? Pick me up right this second. Get back here”. Oh sigh. I keep saying to her as I give in and pick her back up “ya know when you are old enough to understand what it means when I say it’s time to play on your own for a bit I won’t be picking you up like this”. Ha who am I kidding I am a softy sometimes. Like I said earlier we put Kaia to bed and let her fall asleep on her own. Sometimes she is asleep in minutes without a peep, sometimes she coos and peeps for a few minutes and sometimes she full on cries for like 20 minutes. We have always been diligent though and don’t give in. However last night I went to go check on her like I routinely do when she has stopped cooing, crying and peeping. I just want to see that she has fallen asleep and she hasn’t pulled her blankets over her face which she always does. I tippy toed in there leaned over her crib and what did I find....a wide awake Kaia staring straight at me with the biggest smile on her face. Oh melt my little heart. Did I pick her up you ask...you bet I picked her up. I picked her up and we played for an hour longer before going to bed for the night. Maybe I am fostering a clinger....hmm there is a thought. Oh well I had fun playing with her last night and if the consequence was her remembering that I gave in and picked her up then so be it.
Kaia’s crib came in on Thursday. Erick put it together and Kaia has had two of the most amazing night sleeps in this thing. She has slept through the night both nights. Six hours of bliss. I wake to engorgement but at least Mama and babe rested well. I am really happy that the transition from cradle to crib was seamless it was as if we didn’t change a thing. I know that we are a bit late on getting her into her crib. I think that the fact that her bedroom and our bedroom are on different floors and I have been still getting up with her lots throughout the night all played on prolonging the cradle phase. When we started putting Kaia to sleep on her own she started to only wake for one feed a night so this is when the idea of getting her crib ready started popping up. Of course we live in a one horse town with a sears catalogue and that is it. Finally the crib arrived and I was so ready for it. I am ready to not have to tip toe in my room when she is napping or in bed before us for the night. I am ready to have late night baths in my master bath and not worry about waking her. I am ready to watch movies and TV in my room at night. I am just ready. I don’t mind getting up once a night and have to walk downstairs to her room to feed her. Once is just fine...burn a few night time calories no problem. Erick finally bought his video baby monitor that he has been researching and shopping for. For me I don’t feel that a “video” monitor was something that I wanted but of course if that is what will make Erick feel comfortable than who am I to disagree.
I rearranged Kaia’s room in the afternoon and I pulled out the video monitor I had everything ready for Erick to get going on construction of the crib when he got home from work. Erick built the crib and then he dropped the bomb..... “I’m not ready for Kaia to be downstairs yet I want to put this crib in our room”. WHAT! I did not understand what he was saying or where his feelings were coming from. You want to what? He was still feeling like he wasn’t ready for her to be on another floor he had a list of what if’s...what if fire, what if we don’t hear her. I was totally feeling the opposite as he was. After much discussion slash me being rude “what are you freaking kidding me why on earth”? I came to realize that I need to consider my caring husband and loving baby Daddy’s feelings. He was right when he says that just because everyone else puts their children in their own room at a certain age doesn’t mean we have to. But I don’t feel that I was doing it on a schedule. She’s this age now we do this and she’s that age now we do that. Like I said I am sooooo ready to have my room back. It’s all about me here people. So right now there is a baby crib in my room. I love Erick and I love how much he cares about his daughter and how much he wants to be involved in the decision making process of these different phases of Kaia’s life. So I compromised, he asked if I could at least have the crib in the room while he is gone and then maybe for a couple more days when he gets home. But not for a couple more months like he originally proposed when he dropped the bomb. Insert giant sigh. I think that when Erick gets home he will see that there is no longer any sneaking around the room without Kaia seeing us. The crib is open unlike the cradle the sides are not solid they are bars with slats in them slats where she can see me in my room. I think that he will too see that she is ready to be in her own room. Hopefully! Insert another giant sigh here. But yay for the full night sleep we have been getting.