Rob and I have been alternating nights getting up with Kaylee, and for the most part it’s a pretty good system. Kaylee’s usually kind to us, only waking up for one feeding or so, and we both know whose job it is to go take care of her each night.
Here’s the problem: Lately, Kaylee's decided to torture me. For some reason, every other night, Kaylee either wakes up more often or picks an ungodly hour of the night to decide it’s time to stay awake and play. And since it happens every other night and Rob and I alternate nights, only one of us ever gets the privilege of staying awake with her. The other gets to sleep peacefully every. single. night.
I like to think that Kaylee has learned our system, and she just wants to see me a lot because I’m her favorite parent. It makes me feel better than the alternative, which is that she and Rob are collaborating in some sort of anti-Mommy plot.
Here’s a perfect example: The other night, she woke up at about 2 a.m. for a feeding, and then again at 5 a.m. to play. I was exhausted and desperate for her to fall back asleep, and she did – right at 6:30, when I was going to wake Rob so he could watch her while I took a shower. So again, I got to be tired while Rob got to sleep.
But I think I’ve finally outsmarted her. In the last couple of days – as a result of Harry-Potter-reading-marathon-induced fatigue – Rob and I traded nights. Finally, FINALLY, Rob had a night in which Kaylee woke more than normal and decided 3:30 a.m. was a good time to start the day. With any luck, that means she’ll sleep like a little angel tonight and every other night after that.
I hope so, because I’m not sure my body can take much more caffeine.