Sleep...its all relative.

Ok, so January 2nd was the last time I slept uninterrupted. January 3rd I went in for my scheduled induction and January 4th Isaac was brought into the world. Sleep has forever been altered in my world. Having since done extensive research, reading several magazines, books and Internet articles on the subject, and having received several suggestions and ideas on how to resolve this issue, it is clear that NOTHING IS WORKING. I have come to realize now that sometimes trying to combat an issue that is not meant to be resolved only makes the frustration worse and that some issues were meant to persist in order to learn a lesson. In this case, the first lesson I have had to accept is that Isaac is simply NOT a good sleeper. The second lesson is to stop trying to force it; it will happen eventually. On the brighter side, Isaac is almost 7 months old (please don't say "that went by fast" because after 6 months of no sleep, it most certainly did not go by fast) and I have to believe that he will learn to comprehend the words coming out my mouth eventually. This means when I say "bedtime Isaac, time to go to sleep", if he doesn't, then I can move on to the consequence portion of the evening. Sure, I am looking way into the future, but I must have something to look forward to (that being sleep, not punishing my little prince who is nearly perfect :)). Bother...sleep is all relative anyway, right? I can always try to teach myself to sleep with my eyes open so no one would ever suspect when I am catching a few power z's. No one can be perfect all the time, and given that he is good as gold all day, then resists sleep at night is not the worst that could happen. I have to admit...being a bad sleeper is low on the lit of "it could be worse" things, so I am glad that it's not worse. In the relative world, I am learning to accept and move on, in hopes that my reward will come later. It will, won't it?