We're letting her cry it out... don't judge me!

This weekend, Dr. Sears moved out and Dr. Ferber moved in....  And, my, oh my, has my sweet baby been crying a lot.  I do feel badly about that, but she has not cried longer than five minutes without my husband or I coming in for a reassuring pep-talk.  "It's okay, we love you.  It's time to sleep."  She has no idea what our gibberish means, but is so insulted when we turn and walk away.  I can tell by the high-pitched wailing coming from her room.  Poor thing.  It's an awful sound for a mother to hear, but I do think we are turning a corner.

The first night she cried for almost an hour before falling asleep SITITNG UP!  Crazy.  Then she slept for three hours straight!  I had three hours to myself.  Unreal.  She is usually up every 30-45 minutes when she's sleeping in her room, then every hour or so to nurse when she is sleeping in my bed.  Seriously.  I would not being doing this if either myself or my baby were getting adequate sleep.  I was basically on the edge of exhaustion-induced insanity.

Although, it's been a tough weekend emotionally for both of us, I believe she is learning to fall asleep on her own.  And, don't tell Dr. Ferber, but I do bring her into our room to sleep with me when she wakes in the middle of the night.  My boobs are like bowling balls by then... so we both need some bonding time.  I don't want give up sleeping with her completely, I just want her to be able to regular naps, fall asleep without too much help and sleep for longer than a half an hour at a time.  With a preschooler and an eight-month old baby, I have to get rest to be at the top of my game.  You know what they say, "If mama's not happy, no one's happy!"  Ain't that the truth.