4 Reasons My 4 Month Old Won’t Sleep



If you read my 4 month update for Emersyn, you would know that she hasn’t been the greatest sleeper as of late. Every night she wakes anywhere from 3 to 6 times… And that’s only between my bed time hours of 10 and 6.

Some nights I can handle the constant wakings… Other nights I cry as much as she does. Mama needs some sleep, ladies! So I thought I would share the top 4 reasons why I think Emersyn has woken up this week…

Someone slammed a door or was talking too loud. And by someone, I mean my 3 year old who likes to run to baby’s room and “check” on her when I’m not looking. This usually happens while I’m in the bathroom, go figure. Guess I should never pee again. But I’d have to give up all the coffee… And that’s just not an option.

Baby is gassy. This girl does some serious tooting, and it’s always a huge effort. Grunting, wailing, and waking from a dead sleep because the air needs out. I do what I can, like burping several times during feelings, and bicycling her legs… But it always seems to happen at night.

Baby knows I just got all snuggled under my covers. After spending the last 2 hours nursing, rocking, and singing I was finally able to lay her down without waking her up. I am just dozing off and she gets “the feeling”. She knows that I’m comfortable. She knows I’m not thinking about her. She knows I am ready to sleep. So she MUST wake up. Just in case I miss her. She is always looking out for me like that.

She thinks we might be doing something fun without her. I think she has FOMO. Apparently, in her mind, exciting things happen at night that she needs to be awake for them. Nothing is better than a wide eyed baby at 2:30 in the morning. She always makes sure to be extra cute and giggly so that I don’t completely lose my mind.

And those are the reasons my baby isn’t sleeping. I know this is just a phase, and 13 years from now I will be dragging her out of bed because she is sleeping in too late again… And let me tell you, I will enjoy every second of that sweet revenge.

I need a nap,

Mommy Little

Today was…

Today was a hard day.
Honestly, it was one of the most difficult parenting days I’ve had in a long time. If you are a mom, you know what this day felt like. I woke up at 5 AM with a cranky toddler. I spent the morning mediating tantrums, downing a pot of coffee, cleaning up messes, and generally being terrorized by a 2 year old. My time was spent dreaming of the glorious nap I was going to sneak in when Randsoms own nap time came around… only to have him skip that nap, because falling asleep in the car for 5 minutes apparently rejuvenates him completely.

Today I was a bad mom.
I confess that Randsom watched a few too many episodes to Curious George, ate a bunch of unnecessary snacks, and hardly played outside even though the weather was perfect for being outdoors. I was impatient, snappy, and became illogically resentful when Randsom wouldn’t nap. I was selfish and wanted “me” time away from all my mommy responsibilities.

Today I was reminded how lucky I am to have hard days.
I am constantly remembering the heartbreak and uncertainty that my family and I faced during my pregnancy and delivery with Randsom. God poured out His mercy and love over both Randsom and I, and He has never stopped. God has blessed me with the privilege of parenting and raising up His child, and even though I do a crappy job most days, God continues to pour His mercy over me. I had doctors tell me that my son was going to die; but today I got to struggle through ordinary parenting struggles just like every other parent.
What an absolute gift to have my son here to wake me up early, throw tantrums, and terrorize me with in terrible two antics.

I am blessed.
Mommy Little