The running joke in our house is if Tavish wants siblings, he better start sleeping by himself.
Family planning aside, it’s a coin toss whether or not I’ll even sleep beside my husband.
He’s been waking up in the middle of the night since early December and will only go back down when he’s next to me. I love my son to pieces, but I don’t want to sleep beside him every night.
I don’t want him to get used to sleeping beside me if it means he’s going to hate his crib. Not to mention the safety concerns of accidentally smushing him in my sleep or pulling the covers over him.
I’ll think to myself, “hey, it’s kind of nice to have a warm little cuddle buddy from time to time, I can sleep for an 8 hours!” But then the fear sets in: if it becomes a pattern now, it will be harder to break later when I go back to work.
The current method is to put him down on his own. If he wakes up I’ll soothe him until he falls asleep again. Rinse and repeat until one of us gives in. Sometimes it works, most times it doesn’t.
Teething, sleep regression or growth spurt – whatever caused the disturbance in an otherwise perfect sleep schedule, I’m confident there is something out there that will work until then, the battle continues.
He is a worthy adversary.