The other day, while picking Sarah and Kate up from daycare I saw Third Avenue neighbors Pam & Chad with their wee bitty son, Henry. They'd come in together with him to pick up their 3-year-old, Ella. They looked like you'd expect the parents of a pre-schooler and a 3-week-old to look. One of the other moms, upon hearing Pam comment on how tired she is, said "oh, you've got quite a few more months of that!" Now, is that really necessary?
It could be correct but Kate, having worn herself out from 8 weeks of incessant screaming, started sleeping all night when she was 2 months old and has never stopped. "Sarah's started sleeping though the night." I offered in an attempt to comfort them. She had. She was doing pretty well. She was in the stroller next to me when I said it (Kate was keeping careful guard announcing repeatedly to anyone who dared enter the hallway "DON'T TOUCH MY SARAH!") When Sarah heard me say this she took immediate action - she has been careful not to sleep all night once since.
She screams. One of us runs up the stairs and starts small (re-insert pacifier), gradually works up to medium (remove her from her crib and rock for a bit) and ultimately ends up large (take her to bed with us because we are too spent to stand or even sit up a moment longer and she's still just wiggling and grinning away.) Once that happens, I no longer sleep at all because somehow Sarah always manages to inch her way into me and I spend the night clinging desperately to the very edge of the bed afraid to go entirely to sleep for fear of accidentally getting comfortable and subsequently crushing her. I have tried moving her over. She moves back. I find this fascinating considering she cannot yet roll over. I don't know how to break this habit of ours, but if I don't get some sleep soon I'm going lose control and do something rude, like snap at a fellow mommy who would say something so disheartening to another mommy like "there is no respite!" Meanwhile, is there no respite???