Sleeping like a baby
That is actually an idiom for a sound and peaceful sleep.
But when you’ve got a baby in the house, you’ll know that their sleep is not always sound and peaceful.
During Jamaine’s first few days at home, I’d let her sleep in her crib thinking that she’ll benefit from having her own sleeping space.
But I learned soon enough that her crib wasn’t cozy for her. She would often stir in her sleep and she would wake up almost every hour.
One night, following my mom’s advice (reinforced by Sexy Mom’s comment), I let her sleep next to Kernan and me on the bed. For the first time in days, she slept so soundly she almost missed her night time feeding.
Her sleeping space on the bed was only a quarter of her spacious crib but she seemed comfortably cramped. I figured she felt more secure “knowing” we were right next to her.
This wasn’t a problem then because she always slept in one position. But lately, she has been prone to being crushed by mommy.
I guess that means it’s time for us to get a bigger bed.
When I was a kid, I always slept next to my mom because I would get scared when the lights were turned off. I imagined some monster would come out of the dark and get me.
One night, she surrounded my bed with all my dolls and stuffed toys saying they would guard me through the night as I slept. I only lasted a few minutes and ended up creeping next to my mom again.
When I grew older, I had to resort to other ways to help me sleep soundly. Two of my sleeping musts are my dantayan ( a pillow for hugging) and a blanket big enough to cover me from neck to feet. I can sleep on a cushy sofa, on a squeaky papag even on a hard floor as long as I have these two with me.
My mom used to say that we should always pray before we sleep so that we won’t have bad dreams.
For quite some time, I religiously prayed “Angel of God, my guardian dear…” I even prayed the rosary (though I always fell asleep somewhere in the third mystery). But I eventually outgrew saying bedtime prayers. I realized I simply just rambled off these memorized verses without really feeling them.
But through the years, I’ve learned other nightly rituals all of which helped me to sleep soundly.
One great ritual I always try to exercise is ridding my mind of all worries, problems and negative thoughts.
For me, one of the most effective ways to do this is to write in my journal. Sometimes when the thoughts are really bad, I rip out the page, tear it to pieces and throw it away.
Then I try to think of all the little and big things I am thankful for that day. It helps to remind me that whether it’s been a good day or a bad day, every day is a blessing.
Lastly, I make sure I give the “kiss-hug-I love you” combo to my hubby and my baby. I think it’s good to always let your last action for the day be an act of love.
What’s your sleeping ritual?