Friday night… baby crying in the periphery… let’s hope this gets better…
On the weekend before Henry’s four-month birthday, we decided it was time to sleep train. After reading a few books and getting some sage advice from friends, we decided to give it a go.
I checked out the following books from the library:
I am reluctant to say this, but I really enjoyed sleeping with my baby for the last few days. Last night, as we cuddled in bed, husband on the futon in the other room, I whispered,”I love you and I’ll miss having your snuggles by my side.” The first of many times in his life that I will have to…let go…
So, here’s how it went:
7:00 We gave him two bottles! Totaling about 7 ounces (way more than he’s ever eaten before). We swaddled just his arms. I placed him in bed and he fell asleep immediately.
10:00 Awake. We waited five minutes, listening to him cry…
10:05 Spencer went into his room and said,”Shhh… Night, night…” He waited thirty seconds.
10:15 Asleep. SWEET BABY JESUS! HE IS ASLEEP! IT WORKED! ASLEEP! A MIRACLE!
10:40 Awake and crying.
10:45 I went into his room and adjusted his swaddle.
10:50 Still crying, but slowing down…
So far, so good, I’d say. But really, it just feels awful. I had never let him cry for more than a few minutes without running to soothe him. I wonder if he feels abandoned, scared, terrified as he chokes on his tears. My poor baby! This just can’t be the best way.
I’ve received several recommendations for this book, saying it has worked wonders for their children. I’ll check it out tomorrow, if Henry and I survive. He may just wake up beside me in bed, suckling gently in his sleep.