This post originally appeared at my old blog, www.the-alice.co.uk.
My gorgeous, lovely, slept-through-the-night-since-six-weeks baby girl has become a nightmare.
Last night she woke up at 3am for the day: in the last week we’ve had a couple of 5am-ers but that was the absolute worst. I’m guessing she’s sliding into the four month sleep regression stage?
I’ll put this into context: before this week Elfie was happy to go down for the night at around 7, feed at 11 and then sleep til 8. It was blissful! I have been launched back into the world of having a newborn, of not being able to go to do things before 2pm because I am way too exhausted and dreading going to bed at night because I’m scare of being woken up so soon after. On a positive note, this means I’ve almost finally finished the Twilight series as I’ve spent so much time in bed.
I took the monkey for a little walk to run errands followed by a swim this afternoon in the hopes it would tire her out for this evening (sidenote: seeing acquaintances at the gym when you have been awake since 3am and not wearing any make up is BAD).
She’s been down and quiet since 7.30pm, tonight I’m trying a new approach and will dream feed at midnight. Hopefully this will work.