I still have my sanity

Hello 8 Month old baby.

I could get all sentimental and go on and on about how time goes to fast, but I would just be repeating myself from previous months and just stating the absolute truth. One of the many things I have learned over the past few months was that once you have children your perception of time all of a sudden is on fast forward with no way to pause it or reverse it. The past few days I have been reminiscing and looking at all the various videos we have taken of Matthew over the past 8 months and I am still unable to completely believe that my baby is growing up, he has continued to grow into this amazing little boy. He is curious, cautious, humorous, loving, silly, and not to mention adorable. His personality has been developing more and more with each passing day.

Right now as I write this baby Matthew is out with his dad for a day on the town while I get to have a little “me” time. I miss him terribly, as always but I need this moment of peace and silence without the constant need of baby attention. Last night was a tough night, you see Matthew still does not sleep through the night. I am often surprised at my own level of sanity with the lack of sleep I get. You see Matthew seems to actually enjoy waking up as often as every hour every night (bad night), and a good night is considered to be once/twice. Oh how I wish for a once/twice a night wake up. I have a few theories as to why he has reverted back to being a newborn baby again:

  • Teething: He finally got his first teeth about two weeks ago. I say he is an overachiever and had two come in at once on the same day and by the looks of his gums he is working on the top set as well.
  • He misses us: Who wouldn’t miss their mom and dad when they had to sleep in a small windowless room. Maybe he sees shadows go across the glass french doors leading into his room, monsters perhaps?
  • Monsters: He has an over active imagination. Sure he is only 8 months old, but he is very creative and imaginative. Pretending a block is food, or pretending to make his stuffy beluga whale fly. Maybe his imagination is already seeing monsters under the bed? Maybe there really are monsters that only he can see and will grow out of/they move along once old enough to verbalize what he can see.
  • Rolling accidents: When he sleeps in the big bed with mom & dad he rolls every direction possible. He often travels around in his sleep. Perhaps his crib is just to small for his rolling space and needs more room to move about? I have come in to find him rolled into the side and heard him on a few occasions bump his head/legs against the slats.

Now don’t get me wrong, I will always be there for my son when he wakes up crying in the middle of the night just a night or two every now and again would greatly help my sanity and my ability to parent. Over the months I have noticed that when we have an active day and are out and about that he sleeps “better” at night. It is often hard to do when I am running on minimal sleep. Dont even get me started on nap times either, He use to nap like a champ and do two one plus hour naps every day but since two weeks ago his napping has also gone to the shits. He was sick two weeks ago and ended up napping with me during the day due to congestion and his constant need to snuggle, the week after we went away to my families Secret Island. That threw routine right out the damn window so far we couldn’t even recognize normal. He slept with us on the floor, stayed up late, napped on mom & dad at random times in the daytime, woke up early, played under the light of the moon plus everything was so exciting and new that sleep was boring and he might miss out on something fun! I am really hoping with the continued “routine” normal structure that Matthew will learn that he is indeed a baby and not a teenage child and that sleep is a happy fun thing to do. All the cool babies are doing it.

Besides all the sleep issues we have, Matthew is still an amazing baby. Always smiling, giggling, and loving. I guess I got it good in the baby personality department. He has been so active, crawling every where, exploring and observing everything. I swear if he could talk he would as he chats us up all the time almost like he is asking “what is this?” “why?”  and all those fun toddler phrases. September is now here and I swear was once a foreign month, even back in the beginning on the Summer. Summer should just go on for ever and ever.

Some highlights from the summer have been:

  • Surf Junction: Camping, surfing, and beaches.
  • Swimming Lessons: Matthew graduated into the next level with flying colours. Was the only baby to never cry and comfortably floated in his life-jacket smiling the whole time.
  • Play-dates: Derek is the second coolest baby I know (First is Matthew, obviously) Splashy pool fun, parks, movies, walks, the beach and aquarium. All the play-dates with Derek are fun (unless someone is a party pooper and stinks up the place then play-date is over)
  • Labour Day Weekend: Matthew’s first Secret Island labour day long weekend, and my 29th labour day weekend spent up there. Lots of sunshine, family and friends.

What will the fall season bring? I am guessing more play-dates, family and friends also more growing up. Maybe even a little bit more sleep.