These days, it’s very unusual for Niko to cry and/or scream in the middle of the night. When it does happen, the audio monitor in our bedroom beeps. It wakes me up from my dreams and even though I still may be half asleep, I am alert enough to get my phone and look at the camera to see what he is doing. I can usually tell if he needs rescuing or if he just rolled over and made a noise. I also have no clue what time it is when it happens until I look at my phone; most of the time, I pray to the baby gods that it’s before 1am – that way, I know I can get a few hours of sleep in.
So, if he does need attention; either for comfort or he wants to eat which happened twice last week, it is always me who will get up and take care of him. Mainly because I am a better sleeper than Nina; I can easily go back to sleep where it takes Nina a lot longer. And, if Nina does it, he wants the boobs and knowing my wife, Niko would fall asleep on her boobs for several hours – hey, they are real, spectacular, and extremely comfy; both of us are boob men!
In a few weeks when we start potty training for night-time, it will very likely be more doing the majority of it.
Never do I complain about my lack of sleep the next day no matter how exhausted I am. It really annoys when people complain out loud about being tired.
I just do what any parent would do for their kids and that is to be available and supportive; no matter what time it is or what is happening later that day. That is also why my attitude is I don’t care what is happening outside my life. No, I don’t care what Trump did. No, I didn’t catch the sporting event. No, I don’t know what happened on The Walking Dead; I will watch when I have time.
