My heart races and my stomach does a cartwheel.
The slightest noise and I'm glued to the monitor. Oh the hours I've wasted glued to the damn monitor!
Please don't wake up. Please fall right back to sleep. Tip-toeing around the house as quietly as I can.
I've lost more time thinking about Hudson's sleep than I have lost actual sleep since he was been born.
What if his naps fall apart? What if he only sleeps one hour instead of two? What if his nighttime sleep falls apart? What if he's too tired to stay up until bedtime? These are the thoughts/questions swirling about in my mind on day four of transitioning from two naps to one.
I've actually spent months agonizing over the 'what ifs' of making the transition to one nap a day. Of course, now that I'm in the thick of it, once again, nothing that I imagined would happen has happened. In fact, I love the change. I love the freedom to make an outing in the morning and an outing in the afternoon. I love that I only have to go through the process (sometimes a struggle!) of putting Hudson down for one nap instead of two.
Change is good. Change is good. Change is definitely good most of the time.
So why do I resist it so much lately?
Even assuming my biggest fears happened during the nap transition - so what? What is the worst thing that will happen? Maybe he won't nap at all one day, but he'll get back on track the next day. Maybe I'll have to cancel our plans for the day because he's too tired or he's taking an extra long power nap.
None of it really matters. It's all nonsense.
And it's not the act of something changing that causes my fear; it's my thoughts about the change. Change just happens. My thoughts trick me into believing that change is scary. So instead, I need to trick my mind into thinking that change. is. good. Yes, change is good. Did I mention that CHANGE IS GOOD?!
Hudson is constantly changing. Changing to meet his ever-changing needs and changing to meet mine. He goes with the flow. He's no different than any other baby (I know, he's a toddler now, but he's still my baby!). They all adapt to change well. It's me and the rest of the parents resisting change. We don't adapt so well.
I'm trying to take a cue from Hudson. I would be a whole lot smarter if I observed and listened as much as he does and embraced change. My little guy continues to teach me more about myself each day. Change is good.
"In times of profound change, the learners inherit the earth, while the learned find themselves beautifully equipped to deal with a world that no longer exists." - Eric Hoffer
The slightest noise and I'm glued to the monitor. Oh the hours I've wasted glued to the damn monitor!
Please don't wake up. Please fall right back to sleep. Tip-toeing around the house as quietly as I can.
I've lost more time thinking about Hudson's sleep than I have lost actual sleep since he was been born.
What if his naps fall apart? What if he only sleeps one hour instead of two? What if his nighttime sleep falls apart? What if he's too tired to stay up until bedtime? These are the thoughts/questions swirling about in my mind on day four of transitioning from two naps to one.
I've actually spent months agonizing over the 'what ifs' of making the transition to one nap a day. Of course, now that I'm in the thick of it, once again, nothing that I imagined would happen has happened. In fact, I love the change. I love the freedom to make an outing in the morning and an outing in the afternoon. I love that I only have to go through the process (sometimes a struggle!) of putting Hudson down for one nap instead of two.
Change is good. Change is good. Change is definitely good most of the time.
So why do I resist it so much lately?
Even assuming my biggest fears happened during the nap transition - so what? What is the worst thing that will happen? Maybe he won't nap at all one day, but he'll get back on track the next day. Maybe I'll have to cancel our plans for the day because he's too tired or he's taking an extra long power nap.
None of it really matters. It's all nonsense.
And it's not the act of something changing that causes my fear; it's my thoughts about the change. Change just happens. My thoughts trick me into believing that change is scary. So instead, I need to trick my mind into thinking that change. is. good. Yes, change is good. Did I mention that CHANGE IS GOOD?!
Hudson is constantly changing. Changing to meet his ever-changing needs and changing to meet mine. He goes with the flow. He's no different than any other baby (I know, he's a toddler now, but he's still my baby!). They all adapt to change well. It's me and the rest of the parents resisting change. We don't adapt so well.
I'm trying to take a cue from Hudson. I would be a whole lot smarter if I observed and listened as much as he does and embraced change. My little guy continues to teach me more about myself each day. Change is good.
"In times of profound change, the learners inherit the earth, while the learned find themselves beautifully equipped to deal with a world that no longer exists." - Eric Hoffer
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