*Warning – boring baby post ahead*
It ain’t as romantic as Sleepless in Seattle, I’ll tell you that much.
So I was aiming to steer clear of the boring baby posts, but I believe our current problems are related to coming to Ukraine, so I’ll allow this to qualify.
In Australia, Miss Sproglet had use of her own room in her Nana and Pa’s house, where we were staying. Here in Kyiv, we all room in together, and that’s because… We have no other room! That’s right, we live in a one bedroom apartment and we haven’t gotten our act together to move. (Apparently it’s a major headache. I’ve seen friends search for a new apartment for months, and have to pay a lot of fees in the process).
In Australia, Miss Sproglet fell asleep to the sounds of nature outside her window, and the occasional train passing by over the back fence. In Kyiv, as previously mentioned, we live in a hermatically sealed environment. If we’re lucky, we occasionally hear a car alarm or some brakes screaching outside the window.
So, to the problem. Here, Miss Sproglet will only sleep for 45 minutes at a time during the day. In Australia, she slept for at least an hour and a half at a time. While some may argue that she may be growing up, I will point out that she wakes up, only to grizzle, yawn and rub her eyes.
At an age where she should start sleeping through the night, she’s now started to wake up every two hours!
I know I know this isn’t news to any mother, but I can tell you it’s making me a Very Grumpy Little Miss Moi.
And now that I’m here, sleepless in Kyiv, without the 24-hour font of knowledge that is my mother on tap, I’m going to ask the blog world what tips they have to zonk the kids to sleep.
(I will point out that she sleeps for hours at a time in her pram. But I’m too lazy to go for a three hour walk every day, though my figure would probably thank me for it!)