(Phoebe and Cammie wondering why both their mums are so obsessed with taking photos)So, the conversation with the pediatrician about the sleeping (or lack of it) went something like this:
Me: We've been having a terrible time at nights with her sleeping
(Blank stare from the ped)
Me: She's been turning onto her tummy.
(Continued blank stare from the ped)
Me: The thing is that sometimes she gets her arm stuck underneath her. I've heard that once they can turn onto their tummies themselves you shouldn't keep putting them onto their back again.
Ped: That's correct.
Me: But when she gets half way and stuck, shouldn't I free her arm, or put her down on her tummy instead, since she's insistent that is how she wants to sleep
Ped: No, you should leave her to work it out herself
Me (in my head): You mean we should leave her to get her legs stuck and bury her face in the mattress??? (aloud) So if she turns in the night I shouldn't reposition her on her back?
Ped: No, you shouldn't keep going in to her.
Me: (in my head): What do you mean, going in to her? She's not in her own room, she's at the bottom of our bed and most of the time we're sitting or lying there staring at her. Do you really imagine that we go to bed in a separate room?? Last night every time Dan even breathed deeply I shot up and scrutinized every inch of the baby. (Aloud) I guess we just have to leave her then.
(Blank stare from the Ped).
For some reason I left the appointment feeling as though I had completely over-dramatised a very simple situation.
Still, this afternoon Phoebe and her friend Cammie had another successful playdate. They really seem to love each other. Cammie has been having huge problems feeding and her mom deals with a fight every time she needs to eat. This also puts our problems into perspective.
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