It’s Time for Damage Control…

So the vacation is finally over and we are back home not only to our old life but also to being completely alone… There might be lots of small details that could bother you when you’re an expat flying home with your family for a summer vacation. You know that there your authority and how to do knowledge will be constantly put to question and that both your parents and your in laws will not be able but to interfere in the way you do certain things, in a nutshell, you’d be crazy to think that your life will not be turned upside down in a matter of few hours. But living day by day, you come to convince yourself it’s not a big problem, that it’s only a matter of few days and then you will be able to go back to your old habits…

Well… If only it was that simple…

Babies are creatures of habit, this you will read in every parenting book and article out there… They crave for consistency and dislike change… So what happens when they find themselves in a new country, a new house and a new bedroom and it’s time to sleep? They kind of freak out… And here comes your role: how do you wish to react and how will you actually react? Will you try to calmly and gradually re-establish the old familiar routine or will you break down under the unfamiliarity of the situation and give in to your crying baby?

If you’re anything like me, you will go with choice number one, except that choice number one does not highlight the fact that:

  1. you’re not in your house
  2. you’re no longer alone with hubby making education decisions
  3. your parents would rather kick your ass then listen to your baby cry…

So even though you wish to go with choice number one more than anything, you find yourself pushed into choice number two and you suddenly realize you have fallen into the co-sleeping/family bed trap…

Co-sleeping is warm and fuzzy, no doubt… But co-sleeping also means that you will no longer have a private moment for you and your husband, and if your bed is not big enough you might even find yourself in separate rooms at the end of the day…

In our case co-sleeping did not come alone, it came with another dreadful friend: nursing to sleep… I only realized how inconvenient this was going to become few nights after when my “sleeping through the night” baby was no longer able to put herself back to sleep alone and would wake me up several times per night to nurse herself back to sleep…

Three long weeks went by like this… I’m not even sure that what we lived would qualify for a real vacation but in both cases we are now back home and it’s time for damage control, and in few words: it’s hard, it’s complicated and it’s scary…

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