Monday, February 27, 2006

A night on his own

A first. A very good first. Last night the beautiful boy spent the night, alone, in his own room. He fell asleep very early, around 6 p.m., because we got off schedule during the weekend. So he awoke around 10 and played for a while. We took him to bed around 11 and both of us lay down with him, hoping for him to settle. With no bottle. He squirmed, he squirmed, he tossed, and turned, he whined and fussed, he... This is starting to sound like Dr. Seuss. Anyway, it went on. And on. We finally caved and gave him half a bottle. He inhaled it and was none too happy when it was all gone, but I did the deft binky switch maneuver, and he went for it. It helps to be too tired to fight. I tiptoed out of the room, but he heard me, lifted his head, and started to cry. Oh, the most heart wrenching how could you leave me cry. So I lay back down and got snuggly buggly again. Which I like very much. It only took an extra 5 or 10 minutes, and I tiptoed back to my room. His door is open and gated, my door is open and down the hall. The monitor is on. I can hear him if he needs me. He slept until morning. Ahhh, bliss. I'm crossing my fingers that it wasn't a fluke and that he'll make it through the night tonight.

2 Comments:

Blogger blackbird said...

good luck!

such hard business...

3:38 PM, February 28, 2006  
Blogger Suse said...

Oh the bliss when they first sleep through!

Son #1 did it freakishly early (like when we were still counting his age in weeks), but then Sons #2 and 3 were each about three years old ...

Fingers crossed for you and Boo!

5:47 PM, February 28, 2006  

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