This weekend my parents finally decided that it was time that I started sleeping in my own crib (until now I've slept in the pram). Actually, they've been thinking this for several weeks, as they've watched me outgrow completely the pram (it was a question of human rights that I got to move to the crib), but they never got around to actually assemble my crib so that I could start using it.I don't know why they assembled it this weekend, but now I've been sleeping in it for a couple of days. The collegues of my mum gave me some money to buy a bumpers-set for the bed, so my parents went to buy one on saturday. They found a lovely colonnial set with giraffe-insect design -you can see it on the picture. I love the bumpers and continue to try and touch the animal-figures that are on it as if they were real animals. My parents were glad I liked it -i.e. until the first time I tried to sleep in the bed during daytime. Then they found out that as I'm so easily stimulated by my surroundings, the lovely animal-figures might turn out to be the enimy of my sleep!
As you might know, the sleep-pattern of small babies is rather delicate, where light and profound sleep alternate. During the light sleep we even open our eyes, and if we find that we are not hungry, wet, cold or something else is bothering us, then we may just go on sleeping -otherwise we wake up, and scream out to our parents so they come and do exactly what we need them to do. This sleep-pattern is a survival mechanism for us, for if we slept profoundly for hours, like adults do, we would not be fed and taken care of as much as we need. But why am I explaining this to you? well, during the light part of the sleeping cycle I open my eyes, and if I see the giraffe or the insect I get oh-so-happy and try to touch it, and then suddenly I'm wide awake and -no more sleeping for me even if I'm terribly tired and continue to rub my eyes and soon get rather irritated. Yesterday I would have done only a couple of 30 minutes power-naps if my parents hadn't brought me out repeatedly to sleep either in the pram or in the kangaroo-bag and last night was a return to my infant days with a 3+3+1+1 pattern. My mum is a bit desperate about it I think. She has decided to give me one week to get used to the new bed and if I continue to wake up the first time I go through the light cycle, then she might have to cover my lovely little friends, the giraffe and the insect with a white blanket!
But not to despair my mum, remember that the reason why you could lend me your fingers to write this blog today is that for the first time I've slept for one hour in the crib...until now the record was 35 minutes! Maybe tomorrow I'll do 2 hours (...or maybe not)! As always I don't give any guarantees for the future, but this shows that everything is possible, as long as one insists!
note added a couple of hours later...After waking up and looking for some minutes at the design of the bumper Oscar fell asleep again and is now well into the THIRD hour of un-interrupted sleeping in his crib..
maybe his sleep has made friends with the giraffe and the insect -hope so!
signed: happy mother
