News flash
We have reached the milestone is every parent’s walk through the perils of a newborn….yep, you guessed it…Ryan slept for 5 1/2 hours on Wednesday night. We were stunned, awed and…yea, a little worried. I woke up after 5 hours of uninterrupted sleep to check on him. Was our little monster dead, was he still breathing? After confirming that he was indeed alive, I caught my breath and praised the Holy One above. 5 1/2 hours! Oh happy day! Oh happy day! I must confess however, that, I do get more sleep than Diana so this milestone was more appreciated by her than me, but it was a glorious day just the same. Diana smiled for the first time in weeks, which made us all a happier family.
Ryan is generally a pretty good kid. He has his good days and his bad days. I wouldn’t call him colicky but some days he cries all day and nothing seems to make him happy. Wednesday would fall into this category. He finally “quit his bitchin'” about 10:00 pm and was out until about 3:30 am. It’s pretty sad when my heart lifts to get an extra couple hours sleep at a time. I have often heard myself say it is the toughest job I’ll ever love. It’s true. The house is a disaster area and I just don’t care. If I let it bother me too much, I’d be a mess for the precious bonding time with Ryan. Yea, this comes from the man who has a “preparation area” in his kitchen. Ryan is much more than I could have ever imagined and the clutter just isn’t that important anymore. *shudder* This past week, Ryan has begun to focus. He is fascinated by the new world he can see. He stares at me and then gets what I’ve interpreted as a grin (it’s probably gas, but I’m going to say it’s a grin because, well, it makes me feel important). It’s pretty damn cool. These moments sure make up for the bad times. I think I’ll remember these positive moments and forget all about the terror cry-fests.
On an unhappy note, this week the doctor said “another 2 weeks.” *sigh* We both hoped she would be given the green light this week. Just for the record, April 10 (yes, April 10!) was a really long time ago. We’re both looking forward to a sense of normalcy soon.
Ben did 10 hours once (sigh only once) and I kept checking on him so it didn’t really help me, he’s back to two four hour stints again which annoys me to no end. It’s amazing how you can love something that completely disrupts your life!!! xxx
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April 10th…Damn that is a long time.
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April 10?! Good lord.
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such a joy and a miracle. i’m so happy for you guys.
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Because AK was a preemie and her tummy was so little I had to feed her every hour and a half! Then she would take one ounce of milk and try to go back to sleep. Oh no, little one! I would have to jostle her awake to take the other three ounces and then attempt to sleep for my hour and a half before it was time to do it all over again. Egads I don’t miss those days!!
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