Sleeping Through the Night

So C and I have discovered that sleeping through the night is not all it's cracked up to be. Either this is one of the dirty little secrets of parenting, or we just haven't adjusted all that well, but ever since Wiggle started basically sleeping through the night (about 2 weeks ago), we have been exhausted. I have a number of theories as to why we are so dead on our feet - 1) we are now getting more sleep, but the accumulated sleep deprivation has taken its toll, 2) Wiggle now takes fewer, shorter naps during the day, so we have less downtime, 3) he has become more active and engaged, so taking care of him has become more active for us, and 4) C and I had adjusted fairly well to the sleep shift cycle of before, where only one of us was up at any one time for large stretches of the day, and now we are having trouble readjusting. I'm sure it's a combination of all of these things, as well as the slow realization that there is really no end in site. We knew this intellectually before we had the baby, but each day it sinks in a little more that, we won't ever be as relaxed or carefree as before Wiggle was born. It's not as if I want to go back to before, but it still sucks to be tired all of the time.

In the two weeks since my last post, we had a lovely visit from Grandma R and Great Aunt M.

We also saw Uncle B and his friend K. We went out to dinner with them at Lou Malnati's which was a new Chicago pizza experience for me and C. Wiggle slept through most of the meal, but woke up long enough to be fawned over for awhile.

Last week, we took Wiggle to the Art Institute for the first time. We saw the Edward Munch exhibit. Mr. Munch had some pretty disturbing works, but there were some wonderful pieces as well. Wiggle was in our arms for most of the exhibit and spent quite a bit of time looking at the art. I thought he would enjoy the ones with brighter colors and strong contrasts, but he seemed to like paintings with more muted tones. He also spent a good deal of time flirting with everyone from teenagers to grandmothers.
This weekend we were having some wonderful weather, so on Friday I walked with Wiggle around the Midway, and we met his dad on campus after work.