We had a traumatic night last night. After much thought and a discussion with my friend Denyelle, I knew I had to do something drastic about Colin’s habit of waking up two to three times per night. So, at 12:30 when he woke up, I went in, rubbed his head and belly, but didn’t pick him up. In the words of the baby whisperer, it's important to let a baby know he or she is loved and isn't being abandoned, but they need to learn to self soothe. Colin continued to fuss, and I went in a few times for comfort, but then finally went back to bed. I lay there wanting to run in and scoop him up, but I stayed strong. After an hour, his fusses finally quieted. (The longest hour of my life!) Then at 4:30am, his cries resumed and we repeated the whole process over again. It was so hard to let him cry, but I knew he had to capability of sleeping through the night since he has done it often on occasion... SO, it was a matter of breaking a bad habit we recently had formed of getting up and down all night. Around 5:15am, his crying came to a stop. He slept soundly until 7:45am (although I had gone in around 7am because I couldn't take it any longer and needed to check on my sweet pea...he was sleeping like a baby!) As he awoke, I went in, more like ran in and brought him in with us. I opened the drapes so he knew it was morning and he nursed and nursed. We played in bed for a while and he was all smiles as always... But man, it was so hard on all 3 of us. I pray tonight is easier!!
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