The first 4 weeks it didn't even cross my mind to put him down for a nap. I loved holding him and since I was pretty much stuck to the couch myself, I saw no point in putting him down. I cherished the hours of simply staring at him, taking pictures of him while he was so peaceful, and watching way too much Bravo.
Right around the 6 week mark I decided that I should probably set him down every once in a while and was even having the urge to get things done around the house. I started by putting him down in the little vibrating seat that he happily sat in while I showered. He would be dead asleep, until he hit the seat, and was then suddenly wide awake, giving me a look that would make anyone pick him back up.
On the rare occasion that we left the house (doctor appointments, trips to the Buehler's, or my parents'), Ezra would fall asleep and then stay asleep for his longest stretches.
Eventually, he became quite upset each time I would set him down while he was sleeping and would act like he was being stung by a swarm of bees when he touched a surface that wasn't a warm body.
Other than the fact that he was up every two hours to eat (which is a whole other story), our taco did a great job sleeping in his bassinet at night. If only he could sleep there during the day...
By the 8 week mark I felt negligent for my lack of a sleep schedule and desperate to have a little bit of time to myself. I still held him for his first morning nap so I could finish the season of Sister Wives and start Vanderpump Rules... but was dead set on having at least one of his naps in his crib (quickly graduated out of the bassinet).
At this point our "schedule" roughly went as follows...
8:00 am: exit the bedroom, enter the living room
8:01 am: Ezzy furiously screams while I change his 5 pound diaper and gather my essentials: Boppy, water, protein shake, iPhone, burp rag, & remote
8:05 am: begin nursing (record on Nursing Notes) and chat with my milk hound
8:10 am: send out my morning texts to Tieba, Kelly, and Mom
8:12 am: go to my List and select from... Real Housewives Atlanta/BH/Miami, Shahs of Sunset, Vanderpump Rules, Teen Mom, Honey Boo Boo, and Sister Wives...
8:23 am: unlatch the beast, motorcycle kick and loud squeaks until he gets on the other side
8:43 am: Ezzy falls asleep at the breast and I carefully cuddle him so he doesn't wake up
9:00 am: start a new show
9:36 am: decide to take a nap myself
9:40 am: nap is over.
9:41 am: change diaper
9:50 am: look out the window and talk about what we see
10:00 am: begin nursing and make my morning phone calls
10:30 am: finish nursing
10:35 am: brush my teeth
10:40 am: take a shower (sing and talk to Ezra the whole time)
10:46 am: work as fast as I can to dry off, lotion up, dress and brush my hair before he maxes out
10:52 am: tummy time (torture time)
10:53 am: read books in vibrating chair
11:00 am: tired cries start
11:02 am: sing and dance into the bedroom while turning off all of the lights in the condo
11:03 am: turn on the giraffe
11:03 am: wrestle Ezzy into his swaddle
11:04 am: take Taco into the bathroom (darkest part of the bedroom), turn on the fan, get cheek to cheek start my song and dance routine
11:08 am: eyes closed ready to sleep
11:09 am: debate whether I should hold him for the nap or put him down...
11:11 am: put him down in the crib and stare for a minute in disbelief that he is still quietly sleeping
11:12 am: put make up on
11:14 am: creep around corner to see if he is still sleeping-confirmed
11:16 am: text Tieba and my mom to tell them nap details
11:18 am: check to see if he is breathing
11:19 am: finish putting make up on
11:22 am: check to see if he is breathing
11:23 am: start to unload the dishwasher
11:23 am: Ezzy starts to cry
11:23 am: rush into the room, reinsert paci, stroke forehead- asleep
11:25 am: continue with dishes
11:27 am: check to see if he is breathing
... dishes/breathing routine continues until he wakes up between 30 and 40 minutes after putting him down...
11:45 am: starvation scream, diaper change
11:50 am: nurse my malnourished panda
12:20 pm: sponge bath, new clothes for the day, soak out fit in spit up, put on another new outfit
12:40 pm: scurry around and fill the diaper bag
12:42 pm: load Ezzy in his carseat
12:45 pm: head to- Target/Kelly's/Hobby Lobby/Mom & Dad's/Fred Meyer/Central Market... nap on the go!
...Hurry home in case Ezzy is awake and ready to eat at 1:50... routine starts all over again!
Now that we are at the 12 week mark, I am pleased to say that Ezzy takes most of his naps in his crib!
Every once in a while I still check to see if he is breathing, but for the most part I just peak around the corner to remind myself that I really do have a baby sleeping in the other room.
He has made me very proud (on the rare occasion) when he puts himself to sleep.
I am trying my best to "pause" (Bringing Up Bebe) and let him figure it out and become a little more independent, but it can be hard. I already miss the days (tears in eyes) of cuddling all day long.
And so, every once in a while I treat myself to holding him through a nap and hugging him right up to my cheek.
I love my Taco!
M