Don’t hate me but….
Sleeps in his bed, in the pram, in the carrier, snuggled up with me…he sleeps!
Not the car…hates the car.
And I love it. Who wouldn’t?
When Marshal was born I was so hung up on getting him to sleep and everything had to be by the book, it was exhausting.
Maverick was a horrid sleeper from day 1 and it took him 2.5 years to sleep through the night. More exhausting. He is still exhausting.
Yes, he has had a few nights where we end up watching shit movies at 3am and very little sleep, but probably no more than 10 nights. In 15 weeks. Granted I spent 3 weeks in hospital and 2 of those he was in NICU, but I think that’s pretty good.
Plus he sleeps through all the noise. No need to tell the others to shut up as Harland just sleeps peacefully.
And not only is he great at sleeping, he’s just content. He can be on the floor for ages! Happily laying there watching his brother bicker and carry on for a good hour before letting me know he’s done and ready for bed.
Maybe he realises all the bullshit I went through to get him here and this is his present to me? Wouldn’t that be nice. Maybe that’s another reason why I’ve managed to heal quickly (it’s felt like forever but 15 weeks is pretty quick for what happened…)
I wonder if this lasts for long. Maybe it’s a premmie thing and next week all hell will break loose….here’s hoping it doesn’t.