Sentences with phrase «of sleep baby sleep»

Contributors include Rebecca Nazzal of Dream Big Sleep Consulting, Jennifer Schindele of Gift of Sleep Consulting, Ronee Welch of Sleeptastic Solutions, Visa Shanmugan of Sound Sleepers, Violet Ginnone of Sleep Baby Sleep, Tamiko Kelly of Sleep Well.

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I couldn't believe how much I enjoyed my baby after I had a bit of time to dig out from the torture of sleep deprivation.

Arlo has sold close to 7 million of its white, pod - like cameras that can keep tabs on a sleeping baby, valuables stashed on the back porch, or an unoccupied vacation home.

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On the other hand, any parent who has ever woken a sleeping baby to stick a thermometer in her ear, mouth, or farther south only to log the perfectly healthy temperature of a now awake and screaming child knows that's not an ideal situation, either.

One of my babies had a little reflux and liked sleeping more upright.»

As a young entrepreneur, when you have spent such a large percentage of your life building this concept — your baby — bringing it to life, eating, sleeping (rarely) and breathing it, failure can seem to take on monumental significance.

She recorded a video of herself singing her baby to sleep and spontaneously posted it online.

These finalists are looking to improve infant welfare with the technology of the future, which will help parents around the world get their babies to sleep.

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These ideas come from our own childhood, whether good or bad, from the media and from seeing the experiences of our friends and relatives: pushing prams with sleeping babies along the riverside, teaching our children to walk, training them how to draw with crayons rather than eat them, answering cute questions, making star charts, walking them to school.

In the dark, in the wee hours, in the early light, nursing in the corner of the couch, the end of an episode of Gilmore Girls while the rest of the house sleeps and I lightly pat a baby's diapered bottom into blissful sleep.

Not enough rest (one of these babies I'll learn to rest more, I promise but how do you «sleep when the baby sleeps» when there are two others needing their Mummy just as much as — maybe more than — ever?).

I wrote my second book during a surprise later - in - life fourth baby pregnancy that was difficult, a traumatic birth experience, and a level of sleep deprivation that meant I probably shouldn't have been allowed to operate heavy machinery like our minivan.

It's a combination of a few things that are real: the baby won't sleep, I have four children and there aren't enough hours in the day for everything to get done, I have obligations...

I believe in spoiling babies: in snuggles and anytime - you - want comfort nursing, in warmth and being held close while they sleep like I believe the sun rises in the east and the necessity of a year of maternity leave.

In the dream, I would wake up out of my sleep and feel the baby just seconds from being born.

I'll see myself swaying with a sleeping baby at my breast, rhythmically patting her bum with my left hand, my right holding the hand of a tall and sensitive six - year - old boy who sings along to the songs.

I know that because I slept with a small baby boy up against my body for what felt like forever and now he's almost the length of a twin bed with a sign posted on his door to «PLEASE KNOCK THERE IS A STAR WARS BOY IN HERE BEWARE.»

When you wake up in the middle of the night to feed your crying baby, you are sacrificing your sleep out of love.

King thought of baby Yoki sleeping in her crib, of her «little gentle smile,» and of Coretta, who had sacrificed her music career, according to the milieu of the Baptist pastor's wife, to follow her husband south.

It's a combination of a few things that are real: the baby won't sleep, I have four children and there aren't enough hours in the day for everything to get done, I have obligations and duties and work and requirements demanding all of my attention and my time just like everyone else — trust me, I'm no special snowflake.

The hockey game is on mute and now I've got the baby down for her first shift of sleep so the rest of them get out their books and they read by the lamplight.

In this elaborate, visually striking sequence, Lenny Belardo (played by Jude Law) crawls from under a pile of sleeping babies, wakes up from this dream, gets dressed, goes out to address his papacy saying — as he later puts it — outrageous things to the crowd, then gets excommunicated, only to wake up and realize this is yet another dream.

Now that I know how quickly they go from that flour sack of contented baby sleep to long, lanky girl sleep, I can't resent the night of loving her, holding her close, easing her to sleep.

And I also know that by 2:42 a.m. when all has been restored and babies are sleeping again and the window is cracked open for a bit of fresh air, when we are back in our bed and quietly groaning at how over-the-puking-thing we both are by now, it's then, when he reaches out for me and moves the hair back off my neck before resting his calloused hands on the baby still growing within me, when the baby rolls up against his palm, and he whispers, «hey, you» quietly, it's in that moment that I think the love we make or find or reimagine at the unexpected moments is still the sweetest.

When she wakes up from a sound sleep and wanders out looking for me in the night, I can hardly breathe for how she is all of the girls at once: she's still my little blue - eyed baby, still my first little toddler, still the preschooler, still my wee girl with the triangle mouth.

I had originally emptied out a large suitcase and turned it into a makeshift Moses basket for him [Brown Owl would have been proud] but I got so many comments and Lady Bracknell impersonations [yes that's right, I put my baby to sleep in a suitcase and pushed a copy of my racy novel around in his pram] that I abandoned the plan and brought him into bed with me instead.

It seems a small thing from the outside, even a rite of passage: «The baby won't sleep» — we've all been there.

Both of my kids would sleep on it when they were babies.

The birth of a cloned human being or the attempt to gestate a genetically engineered baby, the development of an artificial womb (currently in animal testing), or some other such sudden breakthrough — any of these could awaken the sleeping giant and spark an intense policy brouhaha.

Indeed, he creates a virtual phantasmagoria of suffering from actual instances of human barbarity that he has read about in Russian newspapers: Turkish soldiers cutting babies from their mother's wombs and throwing them in the air in order to impale them on their bayonets; enlightened parents stuffing their five - year - old daughter's mouth with excrement and locking her in a freezing privy all night for having wet the bed, while they themselves sleep soundly; Genevan Christians teaching a naive peasant to bless the good God even as the poor dolt is beheaded for thefts and murders that his ostensibly Christian society caused him to commit; a Russian general, offended at an eight - year - old boy for accidentally hurting the paw of the officer's dog, inciting his wolfhounds to tear the child to pieces; a lady and gentleman flogging their eight - year - old daughter with a birch - rod until she collapses while crying for mercy, «Papa, papa, dear papa.»

A nice lady brought me a cup of tea and I sat in smug serenity whilst my baby slept peacefully in my arms and everyone else's created merry hell.

Considering I'm just 8 (ish) weeks out from being a mom (woah), I'm starting to wrap my mind around the craziness that will ensure, especially in the first few weeks of breastfeeding, changing diapers, holding baby girl, and likely sleeping very little.

I tend not to say this out loud with mums of babies in earshot, but Patrick sleeps through the night (knock on wood) and naps fairly well.

This breakfast is perfect for fueling your day because you truly need a big bowl of nourishment to keep your brain on track... or for me, I need it just to make sure I can get from rolling out of bed to that time in the mid-afternoon when I get to either take a shower or do a little yoga on my matt (ie baby is sleeping and not demanding the boob).

Baby Sweet Potato is in that lovely four month phase where teething, sleep changes, growth spurts and developmental milestones combine into a frenzy of unpredictability and sleeplessness, but she is still as cute as a button so we can't complain.

I work full - time, and I used to spend my free time daydreaming about (and then making, photographing, and writing about) cookies and breads and cakes... now most of my free time is spent researching baby things and attempting to sleep.

(Another love language of mine is a day at the spa, a nap with my sleeping babies, a new wardrobe, a facial, a haircut, time to shave my legs, a bubble bath in a clean bathtub, new shoes, eyebrow wax, and a nap.

I just spent 25 minutes peeling chickpeas, thinking the whole time, «This is insane, I have a baby sleeping, this isn't the best use of my time......» But it was, it really was, even though I had to eat it (all) really quickly before she woke up.

We live in a sea of baby gates, a huge crate, new runners on our tile and hardwood floors so that she can stay upright, and an inflatable bed in front of our fireplace (the one up - side) so that I can sleep downstairs with her.

Amazon, can you also bring along a stack of $ 100 bills and a baby that sleeps past 6 a.m.?

I'm a new mom so I by no means know it all about babies / kids and sleeping BUT I did purchase a great sleep reference book called Healthy Sleep Habits Happy Child that I have found very useful so far and expect to get lots more use out of it in the future with it's easy - to - use reference section where you can find guidance sorted by age and / or specific issues you're dealing sleep reference book called Healthy Sleep Habits Happy Child that I have found very useful so far and expect to get lots more use out of it in the future with it's easy - to - use reference section where you can find guidance sorted by age and / or specific issues you're dealing Sleep Habits Happy Child that I have found very useful so far and expect to get lots more use out of it in the future with it's easy - to - use reference section where you can find guidance sorted by age and / or specific issues you're dealing with.

Sorry about the lack of sleep — just a suggestion — I think it might be time to have a 2nd baby!

One day in the grocery store I was talking to anyone who would listen about this, when a woman relayed the story of a friend whose baby boy wouldn't sleep — until the mom eliminated dairy from her diet.

Maybe the baby kept you up half of the night or you got a little wrapped up in watching the 7th season of your favorite show on Netflix, or you simply slept in.

I am tired a lot as my baby doesn't sleep well but my diet helps me to cope just fine with sleep deprivation most of the time.

I swear I sleep like a baby after having a bowl of this soup for dinner.

Have you ever cut certain things out of your diet, only to discover that you have more energy, sleep like a baby and just generally feel better?

So aside from the fact that my hormones are out of whack, I've had zero sleep, and my fat jeans are tight, I also find myself tearing up over the the look of betrayal in my daughter's eyes as I spend hours holding, feeding, and rocking the baby.