March has been quite the month… and I have to say I’m glad to see it go.
Not that it was bad or overly hard, but I guess it was mostly just exhausting.
Bash had never been able to nap without someone holding him – probably because we always did that when he was a newborn and just never stopped. Which I in no way regret because newborn cuddles are seriously the best. But after 4 months of that we realized that it would be better for all of us if he could learn to sleep on his own.
I always nursed him to sleep at night too and he would wake up every 2-4 hours depending on the night. But he would only ever be awake for under 10 minutes and then we’d both go right back to sleep so I was good with that. But then things started to change. He began waking up more often during the night and not falling back asleep afterwards. After a few too many nights of us rocking and bouncing him back to sleep for far too long we both decided that this isn’t something we wanted to do anymore.
So we did the dreaded sleep training.
I’ve learned that this is a weirdly taboo subject in the parenting world, and maybe that’s because people are extra judgey about it. I don’t know. But if everyone does what’s best for their child and their family then who are we to judge?
I didn’t mean for this to be the focus of my Saturday night thoughts so I’ll just say that although sleep training doesn’t work for everyone, it worked for us. Bash now naps on his own with little to no crying and sleeps a solid 12 hours at night with usually one 3:30am feeding.
But it was also the most exhausting, draining thing I think I’ve ever done. So that’s how our March began.
By the middle of the month things were normalizing again and coasting along nicely… until some unforeseen circumstances changed and we decided it’s time to move out of our apartment that we’ve lived in since we got married 3.5 years ago.
Now I’m all good with change and this is the longest I’ve lived in one city, never mind the same apartment, since I moved out of my parent’s house 10 years ago. But it’s different this time.
This was our first home together. This is the place we brought our baby home to. The place all of our married couple memories are. All of our family memories are between these walls. Almost 4 years of life was lived over these creaky floors and beige walls. It’s going to be hard to leave.
**Edit: We’re not moving anymore! Life is funny, circumstances changed again, and long story short is we get to stay here. Yay!
The month ended with Matt heading out of town for work for 2 weeks, which we’re almost half way through as I type this. It’s always hard when he’s away, but it makes it so that he can be home with us a lot more when he’s back so that makes up for it. Being photographers (and self-employed) is weird sometimes, but we wouldn’t have it any other way. Except maybe winning the lottery and not having to work at all ;)
I’m trying to use this time to reconnect with friends, check some things off my to-do list, and… well that’s pretty much it.
There’s a lot of changes coming our way, but there’s also things to look forward to and that’s what I’m trying to focus on. The weather is changing and with spring in the air things have a way of feeling new and hopeful.
So here’s to new beginnings and fresh starts.