We have a good nightly routine that Parker more often than not complies with.
I feed him and get to him sleep downstairs, and then I head to bed. I get to brush my teeth and wash my face using TWO hands, and can climb into bed totally unencumbered by a sweet little man.
I love him so much, but it’s amazing how liberating it feels to walk upstairs without him, after basically holding him all day.
Though he’d probably stay asleep if I brought him up with me and put him into his co-sleeper, this makes a big difference. I get a few minutes on my own, and my first stretch of sleep is selfishly mine.
When he’s in our room, I’m so hyper-aware of his every movement, breath and physical need that it makes for very light sleep for me.
This way whether its for 30 minutes or three hours, I get some time to work and a chunk of deep sleep that helps carry me through the rest of the night’s shenanigans with little Parker.
Okay, enough writing. Must sleep before the little guy wakes up to eat.