Go the f**k to sleep and other books that may not put your baby to sleep

Go the f**k to sleep and other books that may not put your baby to sleep

How to make baby sleep is every first-time mother's concern. Go the f**k to sleep comes as a breath of fresh air for mums who love to read through for her perils

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How to make baby sleep: Do you have an answer?

I didn’t sign up for a lifetime of sleeplessness when I signed up for motherhood. But then, neither did I sign up for ‘Thou shall not read’ or ‘Thou shall not talk on the phone’ or ‘Thou shall not email/blog/tweet/facebook in my presence.’

You give up a lot of things when you have a child. I am not even getting into spontaneous sex and all that stuff we did as singletons.

In my list of things I had to give up, sleep comes right on top. Reading comes a close second. Backpacking on a whim, I am yet to miss.

I realised there are different types of sleep. There is the single-and-unattached sleep which is the best sleep in the world. Then there is the single-and-attached sleep which is fraught with late night texting, talking, BBMing and whatever it is people do these days. There is the married person’s sleep, which in my case was bad enough as he is a night person and I am a morning person. And then there is the married-with-baby kind of sleep, which is as bad as it gets. Need I say the amount of sleep is inversely proportional to the number of children?

When babies are little, they always tell you, “Sleep when the baby sleeps”. What they don’t tell you is, “Wake up when the baby wakes up.” Because the first thing the baby wants on waking is you. You better get that into your system if you are planning a baby. It is going to be your motto for life. Well, at least the next 20 years.

I still remember my mother tossing and turning in bed whenever my brother had a late night. Or propping me up with pillows and a hot water bottle when I had an asthma attack. I realise how tough it must have been. She was a school teacher, she had to leave for work at 6 a.m.

So you see, sleep and motherhood are mutually exclusive. Take your pick. Now.

Daddies don’t have much trouble. A few beers, a double whisky coke, and they are tsunami-proof. At least most of them are. In case there are hands-on daddies raising their hands, I would so want to know you. You make me believe in the whole concept.

And it’s not about getting over with the first few months and living happily ever after. For when you stop being the chief food source, something else always takes its place. Teething. Dreams. Colic. More teething. Colds. Coughs. A bruise. A bite. Or just the wanting of skin-to-skin contact. Or the reassurance that mommy is around.

Don’t believe anyone who says their babies sleep through the night. They perhaps don’t know, because they don’t sleep ‘with’ them. They delegate. They make it someone else’s problem. So yes, if you are a ‘babies should have their own room’ believer, you will continue sleeping because you will never realise how many times the baby wakes up. Out of sight, out of mind.

Since I signed up to be a hands-on, organic, all-things-bright-and-beautiful kind of mother, I had to trade my sleep.

When I had my son, I was bequeathed by Gina Ford’s Sleep Guide to Contented Babies, which, at that time, looked like a picture perfect guide to purring babies. A few pages into the book, I realised she was a sleep Nazi who believed in the ‘crying it out’ approach. She believed that if babies are left alone in a room to cry long enough, they will learn to fall asleep on their own. Sounds horrific? I have some news. She sells like hotcakes. Anyway, I threw the book out and welcomed my child to the family bed. It has been a roller coaster ride, sometimes frustrating, mostly lonely, but very reassuring. He knows I know what’s bothering him. Together we manage to find our sleep back.

When mothers say they tuck their babies in, they don’t tell you the gory details. This was my routine when Re was a baby:

First we read the tomato book.

Then we read the zebra book.

Then we read the tiger book.

Then we read the cocodarling (crocodile) book.

Then we read the maaki (monkey) book.

Then we read the Upsy Daisy- Iggle Piggle book.

Then I am quizzed on random pictures from one of the above books or a totally different one (if he really wants to fuck me over) and asked to identify them.

If I do well, we go back to one or all of the above books.

Time passes. May be an hour. I have a few more strands of grey. The yawns are uncontrollable.

Then he says the magic words. “Baby so tired”

He is asleep in the next 10 minutes, if I am lucky.

Like most things about motherhood, I have learnt to see the humour in my sleep-deprivation too. It kinda helped that I found this little gem of a book, Go the F**k to Sleep, which is an international bestseller written by Adam Mansbach, illustrated beautifully by Ricardo Cortes that you can NEVER read to your baby. You can, however, read it over and over to yourself. Not aloud, of course.

Here’s a verse from the book:

The windows are dark in the town, child.

The whales huddle down in the deep.

I’ll read you one very last book if you swear

You’ll go the fuck to sleep.

For someone who has reprogrammed her vocabulary to make it baby proof (fuck you has become Rock you!), this book came as a breath of fresh air. It’s the one thing I read every night before I go to sleep (after my son has gone to sleep of course)

Go order the book on flipkart.

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Written by

Lalita Iyer

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