I did not have this baby with the intention that that would be ALL I would blog about.
I was going to continue on with insightful observations of the world, gems mined from my memory banks and reflections on the thoughts of other bloggers. #1
Unfortunately I had not counted on what Paris would bring to that equation. And what she has brought (besides some very gorgeous "ohhhhh" moments) can be encapsulated in three words, folks.
Sleep Dep Rivation.
Not during the night - oh no, I have the poster child for evening sleep. Between 8 and 9 every evening she switches her lights out and will generally only call upon my services once in the next 9 hours - there have even been recorded instances when that call never came! I know - there has to be a glitch...
Well, you are right. Right now, I am typing this with every other fibre on my being touching wood because Paris is having a nap - and it has actually lasted longer than 10 minutes. (avert, avert)
She doesn't have a hassle with dropping off - its just the jerking awake and screaming within 5 minutes of doing so that is starting to mess with my mind.
On Sunday, she went 17 hours without entering double digits in the naptime stakes. There are adults (myself included) who consider such things as akin to defining torture!
Yes, yes, I know I don't need to nap during the day and what the heck am I whinging about and other people do it with 10 children, 3 dogs, hold down 2 jobs, look after an in-law, keep their house clean AND write a thesis. #2
But if you are bringing that to the reading of my blog, you must be new - because I have a low threshhold for "putting up with" and whinging is what I am really good at. Welcome, by the way.
Yesterday she contemplated that record, but luckily was disqualified due to the 40 minute mega-sleep she had at 3pm (ever tried doing all you have to do in a day in 40 minutes AND spend quality time with your eldest?)
Today, she didn't want that and nor did I. We agreed on a new strategy when I would try and keep her awake until she was really sleepy, and so I didn't try and put her down until she had been awake for 5 hours. I (silently) danced with joy as the 10 minute mark passed - and both of us had real tears when at 12 minutes she yelled for me (on the plus side, I CAN have dinner, peg a load, start the washing up, celebrate AND check emails in 12 minutes, it seems).
As I said, right now she sleeps, because I have found one crutch that helped - if I fall asleep beside her and have a half-hour's kip, the "alert I wake" response does gradually dissipate (to the degree that when it happened when I left her, some logical neuron in her brain said "shut up, I am sleeping" to that response).
#1 - I know I didn't actually have all that going prior to the birth due to the blog becoming a pregnancy blog - or even prior to the pregnancy - but hey, let me fool myself at least - and try to fool those new readers.
#2 - Actually, I have (for me) been trying to do a little of the super-mum of late, as I foolishly said "yes" when an old client said "could you please" and buttered me up with a little flattery and the words "small job" - and couldn't find the "no" switch when "extremely urgent" entered the equation and the small job mushroomed
#3 - Darn it - guess who JUST woke up?