The 4th Horseman of Sleep Regression

Oh Hazel. This has been quite a month. Hazel has learned how to raspberry. She likes to give a good *THHHBBBBPPPPT* (pictured) when prompted with one, and when in a receptive mood, which is about the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen. She really gets into it.

Hazel interacting so much more with the world around her in general, with those grabby baby hands. She tries to touch and pick things up, get them in the mouth, etc. It’s wonderful to see her start to show real curiosity about her surroundings. There’s a certain scrutinizing look she adopts, like she’s applying a level of deep consideration with a fair smattering of judgment on all that she gazes upon. Just like daddy.

Sleep, though, has been hard. Hazel is going through what they tell me isĀ The four-month regression and it sucks. She’ll go down ok – around 7. And she’ll sleep ok for a while, but then she’s up around 11 and struggling to go back down, and awake every 1-2 hours after that. It’s starting to wear on us a bit, for sure. It’s a good thing she’s as cute as she is. Once we’re out of these woods, I hear it’s all uphill on the sleep front.