Life has a steep learning curve-especially parenthood.

Life has a steep learning curve-especially parenthood. You can feel as if you are on a mountain
surrounded by majesty one moment, and plummeting off the edge the next.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Finally, sleeping in the crib

When we first brought Jonathan home, he wouldn't sleep more than an hour or so in the crib. It was very frustrating, but we figured out within the first night that it was in large part due to the fact that it was so huge to him and for the 1st mos of his life he slept in a small plastic container that wasn't even large enough to roll over in. We immediately bought the Fisher Price Rock and  Play (even though we joked about Chris bringing home a lexan from work since it was almost the exact thing Jonathan had been sleeping in) and he started sleeping better the first time he was in it. We then purchased another so we could have one in his bedroom and one in the living room for his daytime naps because even though it was light and folded up for easy transport, carrying it and the baby up and down stairs was just too much of a PITA.

I love being snuggled in my Rock & Play
When we later found out that he had reflux, we remembered that in the hospital they often had him on an incline which helps with reflux. The Rock & Play has that as well so all was good.

Trying to get him to sleep in a crib has been a chore. We tried when he was about 3 mos old, putting a pillow at the base of his feet and some towels at the bottom of his legs to create the illusion of less space. That didn't work. Next a few weeks late, we kept the other stuff in and inclined the mattress some so that it wasn't totally flat. That didn't seem to work either. About a week or so ago we decided to give it another go since he is so squirmy and is growing out of the Rock & Play. It is technically good for up to 25lbs, but if he isn't already asleep he seems to turn all over the place and I am worried he is going to dump himself out of it.

Now in his crib he seems to like the space. Watching him in it is like watching a dog who goes outside and starts rolling around in the grass as if it were a large vat of pudding. He rolls this way and that, and moves around so much that I laugh when I go in to get him after his naps after seeing which weird position he ends up in.

A man's gotta have enough room in bed to roll around in.

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