There was a time when your mother’s and my bedroom was full of life with sunlight and greenery. And then, one day (yesterday), there was only darkness…brought on by yours truly. I feel compelled to describe the lengths we went to reach this new era of bedroom darkness so that you may appreciate our efforts.
It all started before you were born when a friend with a daughter said they had just installed blackout curtains after they noticed how well she slept in hotels that had them. We all had a good chuckle and that was that. Then you were born and you sometimes slept through the night, at which point your mother and I started considering operation blackout. The room came with a blackout blind, but the problem was there was still a lot of light bleeding around the edges.
Being cheap, I wondered whether we could blackout the room without going to the trouble of buying and installing blackout curtains. Your mother suggested black contact tape, and so we bought a roll to put around the edges of the window. This was a failure because light seemed to go right through the tape and we also shrunk the surface area of our window by a tenth. Out of sheer laziness we didn’t bother taking down the tape and resigned ourselves to this failure because you also weren’t waking up in the middle of the night frequently enough to drive us to a solution.
For whatever reason that we haven’t figured out yet, you haven’t had a good start to your fifth month in terms of sleeping through the night. It’s also the middle of June now, which means sunlight from 4:43 AM to 9:21 PM, and we haven’t even hit the summer solstice yet! We came to the conclusion you must be waking up as the first light starts pouring in because that seemed like something we could fix as opposed to you potentially teething or having gas.
This reignited my desire for operation blackout and rather than hem and haw over how to do it cheaply and easily, I charged onto Amazon without abandon and ordered some curtains and a curtain rod, only pausing along the way to make sure your mother was okay with the color of the curtains. And on the day everything arrived, down came the contact tape, down came the hanging plants, drills and nails went into the wall (I only made three extra holes than necessary), and three hours later we had blackout curtains.
It is quieter and darker now, so much so that your mother feels like we’re sleeping in a hotel room. However, it is actually too dark; we can’t see where on the mattress your pacifier is if we need to shove it into your mouth in the middle of the night. And so far, after one night, you’ve still woken up multiple times. I don’t think light was ever the issue, and it now definitely won’t ever be.