Jack is usually in bed by 7 most nights these days. I pick him up from daycare a little after 5, then it’s home to nurse and get whatever quality time we can before he demands sleep. Some nights he holds out for Joe to get home from work and rock him to sleep, and some nights I start dinner and then rock with him. Whether in our arms, in a swing, or in the glider, he has always been a rocker.
Since Jack is in bed fairly early, this means he awakens early. Lately it’s been 6am! Joe and I are by no means morning people, although Joe handles the early hour a little better than I do. I am a 9-hour-a-night (10-12 on weekends) sleeper and don’t like to nap, so the lack of sleep since Jack has turned 6 months old (when he got his first tooth) has been particularly difficult for me. Joe helps a lot on weekends, taking the early shift in the morning so that I can get my Z’s and then he takes naps when he needs to.
Saturday night I was chatting with my friend Beth and Jack stirred, so I told Beth I had to go and tend to him and then I was going to bed. She was surprised since it was only 9pm. My response – I’m tired and getting old. Truly, it feels that way. We have really taken to the 9pm bedtime lately, and the earlier we get to bed, the more opportunity we have to get enough sleep. I’ve also gotten better about sleeping when Jack sleeps, including during nap time. I took two naps this weekend in addition to the earlier bedtime. I won’t even mention how early we eat dinner. I’m getting old and I love it!