hello all - thanks for missing me - feel pathetically comforted to be missed by my group of friends in the ether. been lurking. have been a bit low, but not too low to have anything specific to talk about, so have not posted. making up for it now, though. a me post and watch out for some swearing - apols for offending anyone.
vg - probably september time. will let ppl know here and on fb - dh is not one to blow his own trumpet, so i have to do it for him.
our sleep situation is absolutely awful tonight. a few days ago she started napping like a textbook baby (wake at 7ish, nap at 9 for 40 mins, midday nap for - shock,horror, an hour and a half - unheard of - then half an hour at 4.30ish, then asleep at 7). i started playing hard ball and not letting her fall asleep on the boob at night (although used as a means to feed and calm her down), and it started to work. there were 2 nights in a row i managed to put her down awake and her grizzling stopped after 5 mins and she was asleep and her first waking of the night was 4-5 hours later (after that it got to nigh on every other hour, though). one time she even self-settled after a pretty noisy wake up at 10.30. i started to get excited - maybe this was going to work, maybe she was going to get better.
then on sat we had to leave her with friends to go to this madonna concert - i have talked about it before - while it is nice to be offered vip tickets to a madonna concert, we're not fans and have rather been bullied into it and would much rather not have gone. but with 5 months notice, we felt we couldn't find an excuse not to go. so we went. madam was ok with our friends, but didn't go to sleep for them, and the night disrupted what i thought was beginning to be a good pattern of sleep. the next night she slept well and self-settled again, and then the hell started. last night i tried to let her grizzle herself to sleep, like she had done before and she ended up vomiting her entire feed up, necessitating her first ever full cotbed change. there was just so much vom, it was scary. and i realised that i hadn't listened to her crying and heard how distressed she was. i think i was taken in by the people i know who say that controlled crying works, so left her when i shouldn't have.
tonight: if i say it is now 2.30am and i have been up 6 times already, does that begin to get it across? i have given her calpol tonight for the second time in her life because i can't fucking work out what the hell is wrong with her. she has also woken up with blood over her face as she must have scratched herself. it is all fucking guesswork. she wakes, screams, i try to help her to settle without picking her up. then i realise i have to pick her up but try not to put her on the boob. then i realise she seems she is going to combust if i don't give her the boob, so i give in, crying because i feel i have failed and given in. she sleeps, i put her down and that sleep can last anything from 5 mins to 1 hour. then we start again.
people say we should move her to her own room, but i cannot imagine doing this while going from our room to hers, let alone not having a bed to sit on and lie down on.
i'm reading countless sleep books, but am unable to act on any of them because they contradict each other and in the middle of the night, quite frankly, i lose all perspective and just want some sodding sleep.
dd is such a sweetheart, but honestly... some people talk about wanting to chuck their babies out of the window when things get tough. that has some sort of edge of comedy to it. i have fantasies of holding her by hte legs and swinging and smashing her head against the wall. i know that sounds awful and i am crying as i write it, and of course i would never do it, but i do do do have these fantasies and i think to acknowledge them is important. and this is probably the only place i can say them.
dh is beginning to get upset as he cannot soothe her in the slightest - he is taking it personally and his talk is littered with comments like "you're getting bored of daddy now" and "can't wait to get away from daddy, i see", and a while back it might have been purely teasing, now it sounds like he means it. and that is upsetting me, too. because some of it is true - no one can soothe her apart from me and the boobs, but also because i need him to be strong for me and not mind that she is doing this right now.
oh, and dh has now started another job which is extremely stressful and i have realised i absorb his stress on like a sponge while feeling dreadful because i am not contributing to our finances in the slightest. oh, and i am terrified of having to start work again - i don't even have any proper work to start - i have to write some letters/emails to people asking for work which i really don't want to do. i just want to stay at home and hide there with madam. there was a networking event at the college i studied at hte other week - i took madam as a crutch. it meant everyone paid me some attention, that i could flit around the room from person to person and had a wonderful excuse to leave really early. i hid behind her and didn't have to be just myself which i am going to have to do soon.
am feeling pretty sorry for myself.
am also suspecting that i am going to have to take some time at home and stop going out during the day so much to get madam napping properly in order to see if that helps with her sleep at night. i hate the idea of cocooning myself at home and get quite panicked at the thought, but i suspect that may help in teh long run.
i can't believe i used to be one of those people who tried not to post about sleep because madam slept so well that i felt a bit embarrassed/smug about it.
oh, look it's 3am - she hasn't woken up yet this hour. well that's a turn up for the books. and now i'm so wound up i can't get to sleep. arse.
rant rant rant. bet you're glad i have't posted for a while???