“Having children is like living in a frat house – nobody sleeps, everything’s broken, and there’s a lot of throwing up.”
― Ray Romano
Last night marked Day 5 with my comfy “bed on the floor” gig.
And boy oh boy, I’m feeling like I can move mountains!
I’m almost afraid to tell you for fear that if I let it out, the universe will turn against me. But here goes.
EK slept through the night. Almost.
I scooted my little bed cot over closer to the door and out of reach to begin the transition to move me out of her room.
She had a late evening nap, so she went to bed about 45 minutes later than usual. After going through our bedtime routine, I placed her in her crib, she rolled right over and went straight to sleep. She awoke twice for 5-10 seconds of whining then she was able to put herself back to sleep, and slept until 4:45 this morning. After some milk at 4:45, she went right back to sleep and slept 3 more hours until 7:45!
Success my friends, success. In my book anyway.
Since I never intervened or helped her get back to sleep until 4:45, Mama here got some good sleep too! Yippee.
We’re also making progress with our naps and yesterday she slept an hour and 15 minutes by herself in her crib. This is huge as usually her naps are 40 minutes long and willy-nilly.
We’re getting there friends. We’re getting there.
The man who moves a mountain begins by carrying away small stones. –Confucius
