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Guest Blog Post: The Napping Imperative

By Jennifer Eyre White

Awhile back I was doing some research on the importance of sleep–which frankly, as a mother of three, amounts to self-preaching to the choir– and I came across this horrifying little factoid: new babies cause their parents to lose 400-750 hours of sleep in the first year alone. 400-750 hours — whoa. That’s a lot of hours.

My initial reaction was, how does our freakin’ species survive? I mean, if you’re constantly up at night with a fussy baby, you yourself could end up being that child’s worst choking hazard. (Ha ha! I’m joking here! Mostly.) Not to mention the fact that being sleep-deprived messes with your judgment, your health, and your memory, none of which is a plus for your parenting skills.

As if that weren’t disturbing enough, a new study suggests that when you’re sleep-deprived (if you’re a rat, at least), portions of your brain actually shut down even when the rest of you is awake. You think you’re fully functional, but no, you’re actually a zombie. (If you have kids I bet you’re nodding your head right now and thinking, “Yup, that explains a lot. I really need to get the **** more sleep.”)

I’m puzzled about why human babies are so hard on their parents; being constantly sleep-deprived by our young doesn’t seem to me to be an evolutionary advantage. (There have also been times–three times in particular–where the process of human childbirth has struck me as severely suboptimal.) If we were living in a historic period where we had to survive by our wits, most of today’s parents would be toast. We’d be less likely to take down a wooly mammoth, for example, and more likely to find ourselves oozing up between its toes. Luckily, in the modern world we don’t need to be that alert. Mostly we’re just doing stuff like typing on computers, checking our email, operating heavy machinery, driving… oh, wait.

Did I mention the study that suggests that being even moderately sleep deprived is like having a blood alcohol level of 0.05%? It’s ironic that parents spend so much time choosing safe cars and highly-rated car seats, and then essentially drive around impaired. It’s just not good to drive when you’re exhausted. You have the situational awareness of a cantaloupe.

Somehow, the very kids we’re trying to protect are making it harder for us to do so. Perhaps something has gone horribly wrong in either our species or our child-rearing strategies, I don’t know . I do know that, for our safety and sanity, today’s parents need to get more sleep. Sleep must be placed in the same category as eating and peeing: non-negotiable. If you can’t get enough at night–and I’m betting many of you can’t–then it’s good to get a little during the day. (OK, you can stop saying “That’s what SHE said” and snickering.)

The problem is that this is easier said than done, especially when you’re a new parent. For example, no matter what anyone says, you can’t necessarily “nap when the baby naps,” because babies have apparently evolved to prefer napping when their parents are awake. If you do manage to surreptitiously fall asleep when your baby is napping and he doesn’t promptly wake up, you can be certain that FedEx will choose this moment to deliver a package or someone will fire up a leafblower outside your window. Modern life is rife with interruptions and noise.

There’s also the fact that the whole nap-when-the-baby-naps strategy falls apart if you also have older kids to take care of. While you and your baby are enjoying the miracle of REM, the older children will be experimenting with the Cuisinart or licking the wall outlets.

Clearly, achieving a nap can be a tricky proposition. If you’re able to hire a babysitter for an hour or two so that you can nap, do it. Or swap naptimes with a friend. If your kids are a little older, let them watch TV while you sleep. I know, I know, TV is evil and you vowed to curb it mightily–but maybe you’ll let yourself off the hook if you remember that your napping makes them safer. If you’re at work you’re probably hosed, but maybe you have the kind of job where you can put your head down for half an hour and no-one will notice (note to air traffic controllers: someone will notice). And if you’re tired but can’t possibly find a way to nap, I’m so sorry. I know how much that sucks.

Whether you have a new baby or are still trying to drag yourself out of the sleep-deficit hole left by earlier babies, take naps whenever possible and start making up some of those lost hours. There’s almost nothing else you could do in a half hour a day that would be better for your parenting, your safety, or your sanity. In today’s world, it may even be a biological imperative.

About the author
Jennifer Eyre White is the author of The Practical Napper: Tips, Facts, and Quotes for the Avidly Recumbent, a wee little gift book written for those who believe the phrase “good nap” is redundant. You can find her online at www.ThePracticalNapper.com and www.HavingThreeKids.com.

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Quiet time?

So the nap transition hasn’t gone well since that first day. Wednesday, Hayden was sick, and spent six hours sleeping during the day and went to bed early—but that much sleep meant he wouldn’t go to bed until after 11 PM Thursday night, and you can forget about a nap.

Tuesday, Thursday and Wednesday, Hayden was much less enthused about sitting in his bed looking at books. It was less like “quiet time” and more like “scream at mom for two hours.” For some strange reason, this is incredibly stressful for me(twenty-eight exclamation points and several ones). The whole point is for me to have a break (lie: the whole point is for me to work, which makes this even more stressful), and I’m just not getting it.

I’m 32 weeks pregnant, and I really don’t think my blood pressure can handle much more of this. I can hardly do this now; I don’t know how I’ll make it with a new baby and next-to-no sleep (let alone time for myself).

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The battle of the wills: naps

Since my son was about four months old, I have been a self-proclaimed nap nazi. Hayden has been very compliant with this, even during difficult transitions (3 to 2 naps, 2 to 1 nap).

And, most unfortunately, it’s beginning to look like he wants to go from 1 to no naps. I refuse to believe that a boy of 2 years and 4 months (today) gets enough sleep by sleeping 12 hours at night and none during the day. And, indeed, he’s often quite grumpy and more difficult to put to bed at night when he hasn’t had a nap.

But after several letting him sit in his dark room for hours while he refused to sleep with increasing frequency, I finally gave up. Last Thursday, there was no mention of napping in our house. No move toward the bedroom. No screaming and thrashing to avoid a nap. Friday, same deal.

Granted, this wasn’t a great thing, since mostly this involved him watching television instead. And, also me freaking out because I just mentally can’t handle the idea of not having a break (and by “break” I mean mostly time to work) during the day.

I have a deep need for a certain amount of silence and time alone on a daily basis. The prospect of not getting this—plus no time to work at my job, let alone the little pet projects that keep me sane and happy—was enough to bring me to tears.

And then . . . Saturday, he was rubbing his eyes and yawning in the afternoon. Sunday, he threw a fit in the afternoon. We put him to bed and he fell asleep.

And I knew I needed to institute a “quiet time” for Hayden.

So today, I put him in his bed and told him he didn’t have to take a nap. Rather than crying and trashing, Hayden seemed to think this was fun. I brought him some books to look at and left the light on, but closed the door most of the way and turned on the fan.

I had to go back to help him twice over the next hour—once because he’d dropped a book and the second time because he wanted new books. Let me say that again: he wanted new books. Not to get out. I brought him more books and he was mostly quiet for an hour.

And when I went to check on him, he’d tossed all of his books, his pillow, his blanket and his two stuffed animals out—and was fast asleep.

I know it’s too early to draw a definite conclusion, but maybe I was pushing him too hard. (Knock on wood!)