Last night I let Curly Baby cry.
And you know what? Nobody but me woke up.
It was 11:30, he was sporadically raising his voice. He had had a good full snack at 7:45. I honestly didn't think that 4 hours later he was hungry. He had gone straight to bed after that snack, and there are days where he can go 5-6 hours without wanting to eat.
And I was tired, SO tired. I had only been in bed for about 45 minutes, just long enough to hit that really deep sleep. And being pulled out of it by a loud baby was like swimming in syrup, I just couldn't get my brain to start.
But then the sporadic raising of his voice turned to whimpering and crying, so I got out of bed. When I opened the bedroom door, there was Curly Baby, standing in his crib. He started to really cry when he saw me.
In normal circumstances, I would've picked him up, nursed him, rocked him, put him back to bed fully asleep. But after several months of feeling like this child really should sleep through the night, and a few nights when he did, I decided to be tough mom.
I laid him down, gave him his bear, covered him up, bounced the crib mattress a little, told him I loved him, and walked out.
I took my cell phone to bed with me. 11:42. I was going to let him cry for 10 minutes, and then I'd go back in. (I discoverd one day while baking cookines during nap time, that if I leave him alone for more than 8 minutes, he'll settle back down and sleep longer!)
I never looked at the clock again. I woke up around 3:00 am to a dead silent house, smiled and went back to sleep.
Now, it is 7:35 and Curly Boy is still asleep. So obviously, his deep sleep was disturbed a little (he's usually up by 7:00), but all in all, I'm kind of proud of myself for letting the baby cry.
Maybe now I can get a full night's sleep on a regular basis instead of only once a month.
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