7/13/11

Sleep Baby Sleep

I’m pushing the hot parenting button.

A recent slumber situation has made me want to offer my pennies on sleep training. But before going forward, understand it’s my little opinion based on my little child. As a journalist, I’ve done the research, checked the facts. Here’s my story.

When Jack was a baby baby (always a baby in my eyes) he was labeled, “a poor sleeper.” I heard the “slept through the night at six weeks” stories and “just let him cry himself to sleep” advice. Okay. Sure.

By seven months, we were boiling with frustration over the 45-minute rockings, bed-sharing and pacifier-replacing routines. The rope had ended.

True to my abilities, I researched sleep training beyond necessary. Cry it out. No tears. Ferber. Weissbluth. Sears. The advice on baby sleeping is endless.

Like most sane parents, I hated to hear my baby cry, so Ferber was out. After a few weeks of “no tear” attempts, Ferber was in.  Wanting to do it right without inflicting any emotional damage, I purchased Dr. Richard Ferber’s book, Solve Your Child’s Sleep Problems. Read it, highlighted it, lived it.

We did every step exactly as Ferber suggested. One week, three days. Jack was sleeping through the night. It wasn’t easy, surely not beautiful. Justin and I even spent multiple nights in separate beds (not part of “the plan”). I prayed to God more than I’d ever. Amazing how two hours of sleep can suffice efficiently for an eight-hour workday.

Needless to say, Jack’s been a trooper despite his issues with sleep. He puts himself down. Rarely fusses at bed or nap times. Wakes up occasionally, usually sick or thirsty. And falls back into slumber easily.

Now 22 months, three weeks. Another story.

Before our Fourth of July trip, Jack developed a fear of the shadows stretching from his nightlight. For three nights he woke up, pointing, worriedly asking about the “dows.” We’d gone to the cabin where shadows don’t exist and when we returned his fear escalated, without our notice.

As first-time parenting maze navigators, Justin and I couldn’t figure it out. Maybe he’d become accustom to our nightlong presence during all of our recent travels. We didn’t even attribute his needy-ness to the shadows. After a few days of bedtime struggling, we began to “cry it out” again.

Five days later, Jack clinged to me. Justin couldn’t leave the room. And his nighttime tantrums weren’t even seconds better. Jack’s voice was missing and we were done. We pitched the method and I returned to the Ferber book for a refreshing answer.

Ah-ha. Separation anxiety.  Can be triggered by a scary movie, bad dream or something else nighttime related. Those darn shadows. Unfortunately for Jack, our learning curve led us without GPS, and we only made the situation spiral out of control. Literally to the point where he couldn’t remember the initial cause, only that we’ve abandoned him in his fear. Great parenting Leah and Justin. Awesome job. Luckily for us, there’s a solution. Should only take a few weeks – at most – and it doesn’t involve crying. To the opposite. It involves lots of snuggles, reassurance and hugs. Now that’s my kind of method.

So the secret uncovered wasn’t really a secret at all. Just an insecurity in my instinct. Parents know their child best. Not a book, not our parents, not the Internet. Like we’ve all heard too many times:

“Parents know what’s best.”

So I’ve learned the lesson to listen to my senses. Each child is different, and each situation is different. Take the advice, research the methods and make a customized solution for your family. Now that’s the only answer I’ve found to work.

7/12/11

Lake Huron Rocks



As mentioned in the last post, "Capturing Pieces of Michigan's North," I wanted to collect Jack's Lake Huron rock findings in a glass jar. Well here it is, looks like we'll need to gather more during our next trip.















We're still in the process of inventing his new Great Outdoors-themed bedroom (refinishing the baby's room trim, moving the nursery furniture over and purchasing new items here-and-there before we begin Jack's room), so for now the rocks sit atop his night stand, next to his current favorite bedtime story. A tiny piece of Lake Huron right at his fingertips.




7/11/11

Capturing Pieces of Michigan's North

A little late on this post, but I’ve been taking action on the many ideas that unraveled during the Fourth of July weekend. Countless use of rocks, sparkling fireworks, a sandy beach and the company of family carved numerous collectable memories to share.


We had trekked to the furthest tip of Michigan’s mitt, where the north’s rocky shoreline has met my Dad’s dream, a log cabin peaking through the woods and the sky-blue Lake Huron. My husband’s Mom and Dad (divorced, but happily co-existing) and my Mom (not divorced, but happily living downstate) also made the trip.

Discovery No. 1: Jack’s addiction to rocks. He absolutely cannot get enough. Luckily, the cabin’s shoreline is littered for miles. While I knew the toddler was obsessed, I never uncovered his compulsiveness to collect, keep and throw until this trip. 

Skipping stones with Dad. He was thrilled with screeches when thrown rocks split on impact. 

 
I asked my Dad to watch Jack for a little while, then witnessed this bottle-worthy moment. Showing Papa his fascination with gathering and throwing Earth’s carvings.

I saved a handful of the best Jack collected to be placed in a glass jar and shelved in his new outdoor-themed bedroom. I also saved a few favorites of my own findings.

Discovery No. 2: Jack’s luck of grandparents. He’s fortunate enough to share his exploration years with four willing-and-able elders. A ready-to-go team of loving hugs and encouraging smiles. One night was spent watching fireworks from his blow-up mattress bed with his two Nanas. Another pointing out birds to his Papa, a fellow bird-lover. Determined now to have him soak up time with them, his eyes are brighter when they're around.

 Snuggling with Nana S. (My Mom). He has the softest tone with her.
 
Discovery No. 3: Jack’s love to explore. Most toddlers love to discover the world, and his fascination with simple things is something to cherish. I constantly remind myself to let him uncover mysteries. After all, this world is brand new and oh-so captivating.


Magical sand.

Relaxation, Oreos and curious eyes with a wildflower discovery.

To Do’s From the Weekend:
Create glass jar of rocks
Print memorable photos to frame
Make plans with Jack’s grandparents
Explore

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