One of my sons, I'm not naming any names.....
was a terrible sleeper the first 15 months of his life. At one point or another I was seriously convinced one of the following was the reason to blame:1. He was hungry ( note- this is the only excuse that holds any legitimacy)
2. His room was too hot
3. His room was too cold
4. Phil & I were making too much noise elsewhere in the house....even if we were in the basement
5. Our dog, who was restricted to a different floor, was sneaking into his bedroom and waking him up
6. There was a kidnapper in the house (this is where logic leaves the building)
7. His bedroom was haunted by a ghost that woke him up - this one came about as months of exhaustion set in...and I was so convinced I almost called in a medium. After all, a baby waking ghost makes more sense than just having a bad sleeper.
To this day Phil will occasionally ask me, "Where's the ghost been lately?" or "How's our ghost doing?"
So the other night, Luke fell asleep on our first floor. As I carried him up to bed he started to stir in my arms. As a result of this stirring, combined with the fact that he wakes up in the middle of the night and doesn't always go immediately back to sleep (odd for a 2 week old I know) I started to wonder if the altitude was to blame????
Now upstairs.......
Sara: "Phil, I think the altitude bothers Luke"
Phil: Blank stare, which I interpreted as not understanding....so I continued
Sara: "He sleeps better downstairs, I wonder if the altitude of being on the second floor bothers him?"
Phil: Blank stare, which I now understood to be patience as he waited for me to realize how stupid what I was saying was.....
So just in case, armed with ghost repellent, back downstairs to the couch we went for a good nights sleep.
ahhhhh, beauty rest.....
(yes, this is how I dress my son after two consecutive nights of no sleep. PJ's and a winter coat he picked out himself.)
