Ahhh, sleep. The other thing parents can’t seem to talk about enough.
We’ve been lucky thus far as far as the Noodle’s sleep is concerned. Unless he’s teething or going through something specific, he sleeps pretty well. But damn when it’s not…man the diaper really hits the fan.
The Daddy and I start sniping at one another, both about sleep related things (“you’re walking too loudly” “turn the TV down” “you jinxed it, you get him!”) and non-sleep related things. I get stupider and stupider at work. The Daddy’s fuse gets shorter and shorter. The Noodle, well he just gets more punchy and a little less sure footed (poor guy, when he’s tired he’s a little like a drunk with no depth perception).
But what can you do, right? I mean, teething pain screws it all up. Developmental and growth spurts can mess with sleep too. So can sickness. It’s not like any of those things are helped by any “sleep training” that might or might not occur. Even an excellent sleeper can get thrown off by nature’s little bumps.
So you suck it up. You hoover caffeine like it’s air. You try not to mess up too badly at work or say something in a wave of exhaustion that you’ll regret later.
And you hope to hell that the sleep returns soon, before the whole world goes BOOM.