Friday night, Sparatcus slept from from 11 PM until 5:30 AM; he woke up briefly at 4 AM, but by the time I made it into the nursery he had already returned to sleep – 6.5 hours of sleep in a row.
Saturday night, I fed him at 5; he normally eats every 3-4 hours during the day now. At 6:30 he looked like he was about to collapse, but I knew from the night before that if I let him “nap” at 6:30, he’d wake up around 9, want to eat, and then be wide awake for at least two hours; we might get him to bed by midnight. So I fed him again at 6:30, put him in his jammies, and and put him to bed at 7. He woke up at midnight, ate, and fell right back to sleep and slept until 5:30 – 10 hours of sleep, one interruption.
LAST NIGHT S fell asleep at 8:45. At 5:15 AM this morning – when my husband’s alarm went off – he woke up to eat. 8.5 uninterrupted hours of sleep at twelve weeks old. SPARTACUS SLEPT THROUGH THE NIGHT!! And by extension – I SLEPT THROUGH THE NIGHT!!!
As this is my last week home before returning to teaching, it is SUCH a relief to feel like we’re on the right track. I know sleep deprivation is the plight of new parents everywhere, but I honestly have had days I don’t feel safe to drive – and as I return to my 36-mile daily commute, I’d rather not drive like I partied too hard the night before.
Nine reasons I’m pumped to get back to my classroom:
1. Last week I volunteered at a huge college fair at the Harvard table, answering questions from prospective students. Several of my current students came up and asked me when I’d be back; they seemed pleased when I told them in one week. It’s nice to know people are looking forward to my return.
2. I didn’t know the names of 4 of these 5 students – I’d like to learn some names of the students whose grades are in my hands.
3. I think the increased routine will help everyone in the family – parents, baby, dog – function a little better. Also, I need to lose my last few baby pounds, which isn’t easy since I spend most of my day vegging at home with a baby. Currently, my most intensive calorie-burning activity is breastfeeding. Next in line is walking to the kitchen to refill my water bottle (and probably grab a snack while I’m there).
4. Getting paid again will be nice too.
5. I won’t have to send 12 emails back and forth every day to my sub; while I wouldn’t trade my time at home, being on leave as a teacher with three different classes was way more work than I anticipated. I’ve started to dread every time I get a text or email because I’m afraid it’s something I didn’t explain well enough or something went wrong at school. When I return, that will all go away (the emails and texts that is…I’m sure things will still go wrong, or I’d have nothing to blog about).
6. I went to a hail & farewell dinner with my husband a few weeks ago, and discovered that I had nothing to talk about that didn’t involve my son’s bodily functions or sleep schedule. I look forward to having adult conversation topics again.
7. I miss my coworkers; I look forward to having adult conversations with actual adults (Neither my baby nor my dog seem much interested in discussing a US military response to ISIS or care that the mid-term elections are coming up).
8. I showered yesterday and tried to comb my hair, only to find a rat’s nest that I actually needed detangling spray to work loose (I haven’t used detangling spray since I was in swim lessons in elementary school). I realized I couldn’t remember the last time I had combed my hair – I’ve been showing in the intervals during nap time and throwing the whole mess up uncombed in an elastic. Going back to work will reinstate proper hygiene.
9. I spent an entire afternoon last week cleaning out my closet; I Goodwilled about half my wardrobe that I either won’t ever fit in again or can’t, in good conscience, wear in public. Of the few cocktail dresses from college that I still love but will never have a use for again, I asked myself if Spartacus would be proud to see his mother wearing them; if the answer was no, then they went. I made separate drawers for all my high school spirit t-shirts for Friday jeans days and college t-shirts for college day, so I won’t have to go digging in the laundry for those anymore. And, of course, I rediscovered tons of work outfits I forgot I owned. I’m excited to look like a grown-up again.
Now, for the reasons I don’t want to go back to work:
1. Every moment with this guy –
2. I’ll have to wear pants again.
|Pants are lame.|