What a week.
A friend of ours, who is expecting her first child, recently asked, "do I ever get to sleep through the night again?" My response was "nope." Then I think back to all of the times that my mother begged me to get out of bed because it was time to get ready and go to school. So, it seems that, at some point, children start sleeping through the night - logic tells me that is true. However, in my bleary eyed state, I have lost sight of logic.
When Jonah was an infant, like most infants, we were up a lot. Many night time feedings, etc. We worked with Jonah as he got older and got him to the point, over much time and effort, where he would sleep through the night. Oh, what a blissful time! Then, we went to Missouri for Christmas. Gone. Done. No more sleeping through the night. The slight timezone change and the disrupted routine just did him in. So, we started our sleep training from scratch. It was harder this time - he was on to us. However, we got there. He slept through the night again. Nice. Apart from times when he was not feeling well, he slept fairly well.
Then something changed. I, to this day, have no idea what it was. He just suddenly stopped sleeping well. This week everything came to a head and we had to start pushing back in a deliberate way. This week Jonah started waking up, nightly as we were going to bed. The only way to get him to settle down and stop crying was to bring him into our bed. He would calm right down and go to sleep. The rub is that, like many toddlers, he has a misconception about his orientation in our bed. He feels the appropriate way to sleep is with his head snuggled into one of us (typically Kristi), his body perpendicular to the bed, leaving his feet to kick wildly into the other (normally me). He ends up pushing the person on the "head end" off the bed and pummeling the person on the "feet end." The only person sleeping is Jonah, and he doesn't sleep well. So, we would get him to sleep, pick him up and take him back to his room. However, the moment you crossed the threshold into his room, he would wake up, cling to you with a death grip and start wailing. . . so we repeat. . .
After too many nights of this process and too many days of talking to him about needing to sleep in his bed all night long, we decided to get tough last night. Like clockwork, he woke up and started crying. After it was clear that he would not be able to put himself back to sleep, I went in, calmed him down and, after a couple of attempts, got him back in bed without ever leaving his room. When I left the room he cried like I've never heard him cry before. . . however, about 2 minutes later he suddenly stopped and slept until morning. We'll see what adventures tonight brings.
All that goes to say, my mind was not focused on creating a photo for this week. It hit me today that it was Thursday and that something had to happen tonight. Had an idea or two for photos of Jonah, but it was very clear on the commute home that he would not be very cooperative. He was exhausted. So, this seemed like an appropriate image to represent our week. Thanks to Kristi for feeding Jonah tonight while I put this together.
Photo - this was another one that I was able to see in my head and create what I wanted - pretty exciting for me! This is three small flashes. There is a speedlight with a grid on a boom arm pointed down on his pillow - that is the key light and sets the exposure, everything else is built down from there. I wanted his pillow to be the bright spot as that is the MOST important thing for us right now! There is a flash under the crib firing against the wall and the third light is camera right, dialed all the way down, just to give a little light and definition to that end of the crib. This is my 24-70 at 24mm and f/8.