You know that feeling where everything is going really well and you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop? My worry right now is focused on the four-month sleep regression.
It’s not just that I’m accustomed to sleeping through the night. (Did I tell you my three-month-old has been sleeping all night for awhile now? 12 straight hours, baby.)
Our household has grown accustomed to a level of functioning only attainable by two parents who sleep through the night. We’re still tired, for sure, because there just aren’t enough hours in the day. But there’s a home cooked meal most nights and we at least make an effort to pick up. I’m worried we’re stretched to the limit with three young kids and any further stretching will snap the rubber band, leaving destruction in it’s wake. It’s silly, since just two months ago we had a baby who got up every couple hours. If I make a list of takeout options we’ll be just fine, right?
But I like my clean house. I like my sleep, too. Maybe I am worried about how to deal with broken sleep again after getting back to ‘normal’.
I’m not spending too many precious brain cells worrying about the future, I’m just of the sort who likes to be prepared. It’s comforting, in a way, to know the four-month sleep regression is coming so I know I won’t be surprised. Maybe I’ll be super mom and make some freezer meals. The other day I defrosted the last of the pre-baby freezer meals – it was one of my very favorites (breakfast casserole) and I wanted to kiss former me for being so good to present-day me. How thoughtful!