So I’m going to start going to a group for parents in grad school. I think it will be really helpful to talk about some of the challenges that are unique to parenting in this bubble we are in. In the course of the Intake interview with the psychologist who runs the group, she suggested it might be a good idea to actually see a psychologist on my own for awhile too. So I finally made the call to the referral I got a year ago… In the course of THAT intake appointment words relating to sleep were used more than any others. I knew I was tired, but until I was talking about the various stresses in my life I truly hadn’t put together how disruptive the lack of sleep had become.
A quick recap: fall 2010 get pregnant – at some point sleep gets bad; July 2011 newborn – sleep sucks and continues sucking through reverse cycling and overnight waking until October 2013 when Simon is finally sleeping a 10 hour night consistently; October 2013 20 weeks pregnant – can’t sleep; February 2014 newborn – sleep sucks; winter 2015 super sick kids; fall 2015 Caleb is mostly sleeping 10-11 hours at night I am waking multiple times at every little sound…
I haven’t slept well in years, and it’s getting to me. We’ve determined that the sleep is likely both a symptom and an underlying cause of my high stress levels and ability to focus. Soooo, the beginnings of sleep therapy, which is really just good sleep habits because starting small. I have to retrain myself how to sleep: bedtime 11pm, no screens at least an hour before bed, if I don’t fall asleep within 20 minutes get up and do something then back to bed, wake up at 6:15 and actually get out of bed.
I thought the no screens would be the hardest part, but I’ve been knitting to podcasts and it’s actually been the getting up part that’s difficult. A week in and I do feel a little more rested.
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Fall means school and school means homework. Simon had his first “book report” last week. Every Friday he will be sent home with a book, and it should be returned on Monday with the report sheet filled out. Stellar parent that I am, I remembered around 7:30am Monday that we needed to do this. Oops. But Simon listened to his story and filled out the report.
And the next morning when he was helping Rob make muffins for breakfast he talked about helping to make your food. The lesson stuck.
Saturday we had the good fortune to attend the Maker Faire, held every year at the New York Hall of Science. We went three years ago, and it was for us. It was fun, but so so crowded, and raining. This year they expanded the area and it didn’t feel nearly as crowded. And Simon had a blast.
I’m a bit amazed at the number of Makers (aka creators/inventors/programmers) who were all about letting the 4-year-old touch and play with their robots. Simon got to control dancing spiders (and used a track pad for the first time) he got to drive the mini-bots with a touch screen. He got to fly things and build things. And now he wants to make robots. I am completely on board with this.
He also got to run across a pool of “slime” and learned that you don’t sink and get stuck if you run really fast.
And Rob bought a paper airplane motor. So they are building airplanes and trying to fly them. The first draft didn’t go so well. So I asked Simon what you do when something doesn’t work. He sang “Design. Build. Test. Improve.” Thank you LeapFrog videos. We talked about how to build a better plane.
The month of September is interesting for NYC schools in that there are only 11 instructional days. School starts the Wednesday after Labor Day and camps are typically closed the entire week before. Then we have Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur (the Jewish holidays), and Eid (a Muslim holiday) for which schools close. It makes for taking a lot of time off to keep the kids alive right at the start of the school year and thus playing a lot of catch up on work. This was coupled with my ill timed vacation, as I planned it for the week before my classes start (which is usually the same week the kids are out) but since Labor Day was late this year I actually had 2 weeks of classes before the kids…
But I’ve put my head down and made some significant progress on my dissertation. And my email inbox is *this* close to 0. I have all the pictures from summer to share, but I’m finding a funny thing about unplugging. It’s easier than I thought it would be to stay that way. Plus, I finally got my Dad to join Instagram.