Yeah, baby - we're riding the sleep train again. Actually, the picture is of us riding the miniature trains out in Burnaby yesterday, but the talk is all about he sleepin'. Last night I put Nahanni to sleep pretty painlessly, just rocking her and stroking her forehead while she sucked her thumb and she went down like a dream. Slept peacefully and would have stayed so had I not woken her by accident trying to zip up her sleep bag - but even then, she woke up, I fed her again and she went right back to sleep until 4 am when she woke up to eat and then went right back to sleep until almost 8 am. She played for about an hour and was tired again at 9 so I rocked her for about 5 minutes and she's been sleeping in her crib now for almost and hour and a half; not too shabby. I'm feeling a lot better about this in general, yet I still feel like we are teaching her about self-soothing while honouring what she needs as a still very young baby. She certainly seems much happier and I really think that she's learning well, now that she can get the thumb in on a pretty regular basis. She's getting stronger and stronger on her tummy and can spend ten minutes or so with her head held up before she gets tired and frustrated. The worst part of this new stage is that she's hard to figure out what to do with - she won't stay on her back but she gets frustrated on her belly, but I can tell it won't be long before she's on the move and then it will be a whole new round of frustration...for me, trying to figure out how to baby proof this little place. I'm staring right now at a tangle of cords that has a life of its own, no matter what I do with it and surely that is not baby safe. Everywhere I look something is a 'choking hazard' and I'm forever picking cat hair off of everything, including little fingers and toes. I know I should just accept the wabi-sabi nature of all this, but I have trouble doing so. I know my mom always says that she wishes she hadn't bothered bing so fastidious when we were kids, and I'm not nearly so much as she anyways, but still, I would like a little bit of order in my own personal chaos.
Eh, what's life without a little chaos, huh?
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