Even ‘easy’ babies aren’t easy all the time.
Lately, I’ve had pause to think about baby sleep.
I’ve been blessed over the course of my mummyhood with three babies who have slept quite well. I’m not smug enough to attribute this solely to my own mad skillz and motherhood prowess, but I’m also reticent to credit it all to luck. I mean, maybe I am just so lucky that I’ve had three individual and very different babies who have all slept in very similar (and ultimately quite pleasing) patterns…
Or maybe, I’ve just flukily blundered upon a technique that works.
Let me just caveat that by saying that it works for our family, our kids, in our household. I’m no sleep expert, I don’t purport to give advice to others about fail safe techniques to getting a good night sleep with babies in the house. I can’t even eat a meal without slopping food down my front, I don’t think I’m in any position to give advice about anything, to anyone.
What I do know though, is that parenting is hard damn work. Not least of all because you’re usually working under some form of sleep deficit, whether it be a big one or a comparatively little one. And what of this sleeping through the night business anyway? Child and Youth Health defines “sleeping through” as your baby sleeping five hours in a row.
Once your baby can do this, apparently, you can proudly tell your friends, mothers group and random strangers in the supermarket who ask (as is so frequently the case), that yes indeed your baby does sleep through the night. Calloo callay. I can't help but wonder if this isn't a bit of a beat up. Don't get me wrong, five hours ain't bad, but if that constitutes sleeping through the night, then throughout my entire pre-parenting life, I was doing it wrong.
People do silly things when they're sleep deprived. Things they might not like to speak about. Things like wearing their t-shirt inside out all day at the zoo when they're meeting up with new friends they may have been hoping to impress. Things like, oh I don't know... accidentally using a concealer stick as lipgloss when ordering a coffee at a very chic hipster cafe, and subsequently walking around unknowingly for the next two hours with thickly applied beige lips. I mean, I imagine that's what tired people might do. I can't know for sure.