Husband and I were never really keen on the whole “sleep training” schtick. We tried it a bit with our DD1 (the bear) because we were new parents and “everyone” said that a baby, by 10 months, should be able to fall asleep on her own and should sleep through the night. Afterall, that’s what good babies do, unlike those bad babies… knockin’ off liquor stores and the like. (Tee Hee.) Needless to say, overly connected parenting instincts won out and “sleep training” was pretty quickly abandoned for the old reliable stand-by: for mama= nurse child to sleep; for daddy= rock child to sleep.
It’s been 3 years since we had our first child and we have since added a second daughter (the dragonfly) to the mix and we are still parenting our children to sleep. The Bear weaned at 30 months, but she still gets rocked to sleep… or a least to very, very, very drowsy (then she’ll ask to lay down in her bed) and the Dragonfly, at 10 months, is still nursing to sleep. (Actually, since she snoozes in Mama and Daddy’s big bed, she nurses most of the night. But hey, that’s kept Auntie Flo at bay since her birth.) There are days and nights that it can be frustrating at how long it’s taking for one of the girls to go to sleep, or in the case of the Dragonfly, stay asleep, but I try to remind myself that those moments of nursing and rocking are “Mary” moments in my “Martha” day. (See Luke 10:38-42)
We are such busy, busy, busy people that we sometimes look at “downtimes” as a waste of our time. Instead to relishing quiet moments, our minds are a-buzz with “everything” that could be done while we are just sitting there. But for a mom, especially a nursing mom, those times of nursing and rocking and sitting provide the needed breaks and recharges that one might not take for themselves.
You hear from varying parenting “experts” about the importance of kids learning to fall asleep on their own at an early age. But for me, it’s hard to do because I know one day…
… I won’t be able to rock my babies to sleep anymore.
What are your recharge moments in the day? Do you take “Mary” moments in this “Martha” world? What parenting “rules” do you love to break?