One new mom we know says that for the first three months of her new daughter’s life, she was grateful to see the sun each morning because that was the only way she knew morning from night. She often referred to something she called “Infant Standard Time” –a place somewhere on the Earth (or at least in her house) where it’s normal for everyone to be awake at 3 a.m. Molly’s nap schedule looked something like this: Day 1 — 10:30 a.m. to 4:20 p.m.
Day 2 — whenever . . .
Day 3 — not ever . . . just fussing and crying instead.
Mom tells us “I was forever asking ‘is it time to nurse her again? When did I change her diaper. I was in a constant state of confausted,’” a word she coined to describe the cross between confused and exhausted.
You have to be on a schedule, well-meaning friends would say–even those who themselves were confausted. And all the books say a routine is good for children. And good for Mom and Dad, too. After all, every new event is a major experience to someone has never experienced it before. Seeing green grass, hearing the phone ring, watching a bug on the ground. . . with all those new images flooding her developing brain, a measure of sameness (a normal naptime, a regular bath schedule) would have to be comforting for Molly and Mom.
“But I couldn’t even find the time to take a shower, much less get Molly into some kind of routine. But thru a lot of trial and error, we found something that worked. Well, most of the time, anyway. And all the lovely unique baby girl gifts helped more than friends and family will ever know”
We’ll write more about this in a future post.