Musical beds.

It’s been musical beds at my place for the past few weeks.

First the toddler got sick, then the baby, then the husband. Then everyone was better, then I got sick and now both boys have snot dripping again. Sigh.

When the toddler was sick he liked being in bed with my husband. So I went to the toddlers bed with the baby. Then when he was on the mend, and the baby got sick, it was me and the baby in my bed, the toddler in his and the husband on the sofa bed. Now it’s back to me in the toddlers bed. Following?


I don’t mind it, that part of the house is lovely and quiet. I think I sleep better overall. But sharing a single bed with a baby who doesn’t stop moving is hard. I’m glad I got a full sized bed and a good mattress, not just a toddler bed!

Two nights ago, he had an incredibly restless night. Did not stop moving all night. Drove me crazy. At around 3, I must have actually fallen into a deep sleep only to be woken by the baby crying. He wasn’t next to me. I got up. He had climbed over me, out of bed and was running down the hallway. He ran straight to me and came back to bed. I’m still laughing.

I think when he goes into his own big bed, we are in for a treat.

Normally I move the toddler into his own bed once he’s asleep. Lately he’s been waking at about 10 crying and not going back to sleep until he is next to dad. So I just cut out the effort and now I just go to his bed to sleep.

I’m hoping one day soon we can all get some sleep in our own beds. I miss my bed, don’t miss the snoring from the husband, and very over the co-sleeping. Who’d think being a family was to be so full of fun?


Up all night.

It’s 3am on the 3rd of January. I’m sitting in the rocking chair in the baby’s room, he is kicking around the cot, not sleeping. Normally I’d take him and co-sleep, but I’m over it. Over being kicked constantly in the gut all night. Over being woken every 30 minutes by him screaming. Neither my husband or I are getting any sleep.

I feel like I’m playing Survivor. Got to out wit, out play and seriously out last this kid.

We’ve been going on over 1.5 hours, he won’t sleep. A few times I’ve made it back to bed. The longest it lasted was 4 minutes. I’ve tried music, rocking, patting, more rocking, but he knows when I leave and those little eyes spring open, the legs start kicking and the vocals come. Closely followed by my not so pleasant vocals…

Why the hell won’t his eyes stay closed? Why won’t he stop moving? Always kicking, always moving, constantly. Driving me mad.

There isn’t much to do at 3am except think and surf the internet. You can only google “why the fuck won’t my baby sleep” so many times, so I think. I think about where I went wrong with this one. Why won’t he sleep? Is it because of breastfeeding? Did I do too much picking up and cuddling in the last 11 months? Or do I purely have a kid that just won’t sleep?

Just passed the 2 hour mark. I’m tired. This kid is tired, he can’t hold his head up. He is trying. Standing up, talking, falling down, lying down, nope back up again. Sigh.

To the lounge we go. I’ve given up.

4am I am able to place him back in his cot. FINALLY!! Now for me to sleep…let’s hope night 2 isn’t as long.