so last night as i'm rocking parker back to sleep at 1:30 a.m. for the 3rd night in a row, i realize that my current definintion of "sleeping through the night" is slightly skewed from what is the actual REALITY of sleeping through the night. when you have an infant (is he technically still considered an infant at 4months?) "sleeping through the night" means, at least for me, that he doesn't need to eat for a period of 6-8 hours. This could also be classified as "sleeping through the night" for those of you who only require 6-8 hours of sleep each night in order to function at a seemingly normal rate the next day. I can typically function on 3-4 hours of sleep and relitively well I must say. However, i'm a self-professed lover of sleep. I could easily spend 1/2 my day sleeping if I was allowed to do so. Mark and I often joke that when he "sleeps in" it's usually not much later than 9am. When it's my turn to "sleep in" you better be prepared to cook breakfast AND lunch because I could sleep past noon every single day of my life. This got me thinking that really, for me, actually "sleeping through the night" would be more accurately definined as actually sleeping through the night (for 8+ hours straight) which means going to sleep and not waking up for anything! not to eat. not to have a diaper change. not for a quick smile and a cuddle from lovely, lovely mommy. not because the pacifier fell out of your mouth. not because beethoven is no longer blasting from the ipod. NOTHING!!!!! clearly this is not the case with little mister mister man. parker has easily been going 6-8 hours at night w/out eating. so i considered that, yes, you guessed it...sleeping through the night. however, in the last week he has decided that he will wake up for pretty much anything his little heart desires....which more often than not is for his pacifier (i have only myself to blame for this one) or a nice cuddle and a rock from yours truly. after a week of this i'm starting to get a wee bit cranky. but just a wee. i'm trying to count my blessings and convince myself this is just a little bump in the rather smooth ride we've had thus far. still.....i prefer smooh to bumpy so the quicker we return to the pavement the happier i shall be.
and that leads me to my next topic...and a much more pleasantly tastey one....my coffee addiction. these days it's actually tea. chai tea frappacinos from starbucks. ahhh, pure heavenly bliss people. i'm sure they're 800gazillion calories. i'm willing the skip every meal in order to partake. :) and the fact that i even have this picture proves my addiction. the barista girl at the drive through looked at me as if i offered her a hit off my crack pipe when i pulled out my camera to take this shot. i just smiled as if it was the most normal thing in the world, shot my picture and drove away. and now, i've got the shakes from just looking at this pictures so i must go so i can head out for my daily fix. :)
peace, love and fraps!