Before the surgery, I (admittedly selfishly) worked hard to get Calina's bedtime sleeping schedule from about 9:30pm-9:30am, since she got into a nice rhythm of being happy in bed for about 12 hours from when I put her to bed. (OK, with a couple nursing breaks in the middle, but since she sleeps right next to me, it wasn't exactly too rousing.)
Since we've been home, it's been REALLY hard to get her back in a good rhythm. She refuses to sleep more than about 10 minutes by herself during the day, so we have to hold her while she naps, if we want her to nap at all. Then, she's decided that 6 or 7 at night is an acceptable bed time, and then is UP UP UP at 6 or 7 in the morning (tooooo early for mom & dad, ugh).
So, our latest tactic is to get her to take a little nap around 6 or 7, and then go to bed for real around 9 or 10... Some nights it works great, some nights, not so much. Tonight, say. She was exhausted by 8, slept for 15 minutes, cried for half an hour, so we walked around the block, tried to put her down again at 9:30, but it took more than an hour for me to be able to get up and come in here and write about it!
Also, Colin was carrying her tonight, and it really struck me how much she's grown since she was born. Mostly, I still think of her as being about this big:
When, really, she's bigger than this now (this was more than a week ago):
How could this possibly be only 12 weeks difference? Cray-cray.
Thank you guys so much, by the way, for keeping up with us. This is quite a ride, and I'm glad we can share it with you.
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