"As for me, I'll take one baby marinated in a dish please"

I can't even remember my own name

I just realized that I haven’t posted anything in over a month. I thought about making posts on several different occasions as there were some big events that took place in February. My seven-year anniversary (spent at the Phoenix Zoo),Valentines Day (spent with both my parents and in-laws), and Super Bowl (which seems so long ago, I don’t even remember what we did).

Yes, I should have posted on many a topic, after all, Ellyette is now a superstar crawler, stander, and food connoisseur. The truth however, is that she has spent the last month refusing sleep; and in turn, my brain has turned into a worthless blob incapable of even the simplest thought. Well, maybe I can still muster simple thoughts like, “why won’t she sleep?” “Wow, I’ve aged 10 years in the last 9 months.” “The bags under my eyes are taking over my whole face.” “How can she possibly still be functioning when I’m barley hanging in there.” - Thoughts like that.

Don’t get me wrong here, E has never been a good sleeper. I’m up a couple times on a normal night. But she has taken it to a new level. Nap refusal paired with up every two hours for an hour equals a no sleep psyche ward filled with no sleep.

After a bunch of Internet research, I found that what she is going through has a name (besides ‘This is so horrible, I think I’m going crazy.” It is called a nine-month regression. Apparently, when babies learn to crawl, stand and walk, they get so excited they can’t sleep. For like months.

It’s a double whammy. When she is awake, we now worry about her pulling down lamps, sticking her finger in electrical outlets, and choking on dog food. And when she is asleep…Oh ya, she doesn’t sleep so we are constantly worried about her pulling down lamps, sticking her finger in electrical outlets, and choking on dog food. She is just now extra crabby when we tell her electrical outlets are for coffee pots and cell phone chargers, not tiny little fingers.

I hope for my own, and everybody who comes into contact with me’s sake, that this ends soon. But for the next few weeks – please pray for my sanity, and my marriage.

Well said


  1. Sleep deprivation sucks...I hope Ellyette gets back to sleeping soon. We just went through this around 14 months, I blamed it on teething, or maybe she was picking up on my stress while I returned to treatment. Who knows? I'm just glad she has slept through the night for the past 5 days straight!

    SO I feel your pain...I just cant remember why I do