In reviewing my posts from October 2008, I think of my sister, who is preparing to welcome her new baby, her first baby, a little girl (due at the end of this month). Jack turned 6 months old in the month of 10/08, and many of my posts from that era are about him – being up with him in the night, being sleepy in the day, so enamored with my boy and so, so, so tired. It was a really special time in my life – meeting my first baby. My sister was there, too – this was back when we lived in the same state, and she was a big part of his early months.
I do not remember any of these nights in particular, but generally the descriptions take me right back. I had similar moments with each of the three boys – the quiet, somewhat lonesome nights, the despair for lost sleep mingling with a recognition that these were moments I should embrace, the desperate desire for a full night’s sleep and the feeling of being so blessed to have a baby to love. Quiet nights rocking my boy(s). Now the baby I describe in these old posts is reading Bunnicula to me and Liam. 2015 with Jack is a totally different and totally fun era of parenting. Every portion of their lives brings something new and cool. I’m so glad to know and love these kids.
Thank you for this: “the despair for lost sleep mingling with a recognition that these were moments I should embrace.” It was just the right thing to read this morning, after a night spent with our growth-spurting 8-week-old waking frequently and very unhappily.