As mentioned previously, sleep is a bit of an issue for us at this point. At times, it can be a struggle to get Riley down and asleep when it is convenient. For example, last night I spent almost 2 hours getting her to sleep in my arms, only for her to wake up 2 minutes after putting her down. She may have a 6th sense that allows her to detect the sound of our heads hitting the pillow two rooms and a shut door away.
In the first couple of weeks we decided that we would let her sleep while we did things around the house and not worry about it. The theory was that she would get used to the noise and we wouldn’t have to tip-toe around. Well, sleep has become a more precious state these days and now we have affectionately labeled her “the beast”, as in “don’t wake the beast, she just went down”, or “how much longer until the beast rises?” We have turned into British archeologists exploring a tomb and hoping not to incur the wrath of the mummy, or the poor Japanese villagers doomed to be the subject of Godzilla’s rage when their activities disturb his multi-century slumber. The soft-wood floor in our apartment only makes this more of a challenge, forcing us to memorize which boards squeak and which ones can be relied upon not to betray our presence to the beast living among us.
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LOL! That babyzilla picture of her is priceless! See... I would have thought the SAME thing. Put her anywhere around the house, get stuff done and get her use to the noise so that she's not sensitive to the creeks in the floor. That was our plan of attack when our son is born. I guess our lives as parents will be an endless "trial and error" experiment.
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