Also known as Walks of Desperation.
I think Sabine is hitting the four month sleep regression. Her naps require either the lamby swing or that I load her up in the stroller, swaddle her arms down, turn on my white noise app as loud as it will go and cover the car seat with a blanket. And then I walk. And walk. And walk. Some days I walk 2 hours or more just to get her to take two decent naps. And by decent I mean a 90 minute walk often yields a 45 minute nap.
W.O.D.s require a meticulous attention to terrain, making sure the ride is bumpy enough to be soothing, but that no really big bumps jostle her awake. They also require I avoid excessive noise, like a bus huffing by, a child screaming on the playground or a dog barking. And it is preferable that I maintain roughly the same speed the entire walk and stop at minimal cross walks.This leaves exactly nowhere in NYC to walk. Instead, I have found the few areas that are meet as many criteria as possible, dodge pot holes and sprint by a playground like a ninja.
I have learned that the park down the hill has a gravel track that has the right amount of bounce. If I go between 8 and 10 a.m. it is largely empty sans the other desperate mother walking her child into oblivion or the elderly person taking his or her walk for health. The Fieldston neighborhood is a good afternoon option, but the roads are less than ideal so it requires I stay extremely alert. Broadway, the main drag of my neighborhood, is a good bet early Sunday morning, but God help us if we venture there Sunday late afternoon. Sabine also naps fairly well on a empty train. I have considered plunking her in the empty car with the smelly homeless guy* more times then I should admit in hopes she will conk out. I have yet to actually sink to this low. Tomorrow is always a new, sleep deprived day, though!
The upside is that the W.O.D.s are hopefully off-setting the massive amount of toast and carbohydrate stress eating that sleep deprivation causes. The bad side is that I am in a constant state of sweaty and that my feet are killing me. I just ordered four pairs of prospective walking shoes for our W.O.D.s Hopefully one of them will make these labors of love more comfortable.
How do you get your babes to nap? Anyone got tips for making it through the 4 month sleep regression? This mama is already tired and her hair has not been washed in…crap, four days. I am going to skip looking for a photo to run with this and instead go bathe!!
*I have learned that the empty train car during rush hour is not harboring good fortune. Instead it is home to a very smelly, often passed out, homeless guy. BUT the car is quiet… how desperate for naps are we?