It's now 10:16 am and you have been crying for 16 minutes. I want to go upstairs and get you, rock you so you can fall asleep. But, my sweet Eli you have become very dependent on me to fall asleep. Like, you want to be rocked for each nap and bedtime. I don't mind it, in fact I love it. Because you are my last baby. But, you have to learn to fall asleep on your own my love bug.
I have to be strong. I am staring at the baby monitor and seeing your arms move and your legs kick. You are fighting it so much and it makes my heart hurt. You can do it though. Willsy did it and he became such an amazing little napper and night sleeper.
Silence. I see your head moving. I can't tell if you are sleeping or not. And I do not dare go close to the door for fear that you will hear me, sense me, or see me. I will wait. With an aching heart.
Just know that I love you Eli and I am only doing this so you will always be the happy and smiling baby that you are.
I know every mom has gone through some sort of sleep issues with their little ones. What did you do? Did you do sleep training? Did you nurse them to sleep and just stick with that? I have read so many books on this and sometimes I just feel defeated. Hoping my little guy catches on as quick as Will did.
I am joining Shell, for Pour Your Heart Out. This is the time to just let it out. Take a deep breath and type it out. You will feel better. I promise. I kinda do.