This too shall pass… this too shall pass… this too shall pass…
1:00am – The dummy falls out of our newest Illiterate Infants mouth as she finally succumbs to sleep. There’s no tears with this one, no screaming with pain, just 2 hours after a feed of the dark eyes peering at me through the dim light thrown from the TV.
I tap a few more times for good measure… thud… thud… thud… on the tightly stretched wrap. I get up from the couch, move her gently into the basinet, set my alarm and fall into bed. I mentally hand the controls over to Mrs II who will look after the overnight shift.
4:00am – Miss 2.5 (aka ver1.0) wakes crying. This is new. She used to sleep straight through but I suspect the new addition and a slight cold have contributed to her waking at 4am for the 5th morning this week. I stumble into her room, find “mummy teddy” and put her blanket on, then put Miss 2.5’s on.
tap… tap… tap… and we’re peaceful again. I ask is she’s alright. “Yes daddy. Love you”. I can hear her blowing me a kiss. Early morning forgiven. I stumble back to bed and listen for ver2.0 – she’s still asleep – all good.
5:30am – I can here her straining against the wrap. No tears yet just little baby “arrrrgh”, “ummmmmph” and the licking of lips as she makes it clear that it’s time for another feed. Mrs II gets up and handles it – I look at the red light on my clock and do the mental maths to calculate how many minutes sleep I have left until the alarm goes off. I’m working locally today so I get 87 minutes if I fall asleep now. Make that 86 minutes…
6:30am – I hear something little straining against a wrap again. I start to rollover towards Mrs II and feel a hand on my should pushing me back. I open my eyes and Miss ver 2.0 is there, centre of the bed as Mrs II tries to settle her again, tap… tap… tap… I get out of bed, turn off the alarm that never had the chance to fire and take Miss ver2.0 out to the lounge room. We sit down together pretty much exactly where we did 5 hours ago and I tap. tap.. tap… tap… No tears as her eyes start to close.
7:00am – I put ver2.0 back to bed and get in the shower. Day started.
8:30am – coffee
10:30am – coffee
3:00pm – tappity, tappity, tappity as I work. I’m in a zone which I know will quickly disappear. It’s hard to focus on anything for too long when you’ve had 4 hours sleep… again. The phone buzzes with the “please tell me you’re home early tonight” message. Mrs II is at home with both of them, both of them crying. I prepare for M*A*S*H* when I get in.
4:00pm – Home early. There’s tears in one set of eyes, a manic look in an others and an angry look in the last. I take the manic looking eyes to the park to run of some steam. The teary eyes stay and try to cheer up the angry eyes.
7:30pm – Miss 2.5 in bed, blows a kiss… “love you Mummy, love you Daddy”
8:30pm – Miss ver2.0 feeds, grumbles, feeds, grumbles tries to sleep, fails… tap… tap… tap…
10:30pm …tap… tap… tap… time for another feed. Still no sleep. Feeds, grumbles, feeds, grumbles tries to sleep, fails… tap… tap… tap…
12:30am – Exhaustion wins. I put her down in the crib and set the alarm. 6am this time. 329 minutes sleep if I fall asleep right now… 328… 327… 326…
How was your first two weeks?
Sharing my Tuesday with Jess at essentiallyjess.com. Because she’s lovely.