Whenever Francois and I have a discussion about Ben and his sleep patterns, we are always asked how we manage. Our answer is the same and something a long the lines of “It’s been six years of not sleeping, you get used to it.” I think that speech is has become a little less convincing.
We are used to it but our bodies are not as well adjusted as they were even a year ago let alone six years ago when Ben was a baby. Our bodies are tired, our patience well worn and my eyes are suffering in the form of big black bags I cannot get rid of. We used to tag each other out but now, we take turns sleeping on the couch with Ben so the other can sleep. Three all nighter’s in a row used to be a rare occurrence and now it’s become the norm. Ben has fallen asleep at nine and then up by one every night since Wednesday. The past three nights, not going back to sleep at all. It’s beginning to take its toll.
We base many of “tomorrow’s decisions” on his night because it directly influences our night and even though we try to be considerate of each other, it’s hard not to want to punch your spouse in the face while they’re snoring away and you haven’t yet been to sleep. We started with two nights respite in October and I think it’s time to up the anti (already have the doctor pushing for it anyway); maybe we’ll get some sleep in the new year?