I’m going to try my best not to make this into a ridiculous gushing mommy blog post.
We’ve been having some issues with the baby.
Basically, his night time routine had regressed to the point that he was no longer satisfied even when he was in bed with us.
The problem started when, after his 5 am feeding, my husband would suggest bringing him into bed to cuddle. Now, I knew this was a bad idea, but he’s adorable and cuddly and I did it anyway. And sure enough, that 5 am feeding became a 3 am feeding then a 12 am feeding because he knew when that bottle was done, he’d get to come to bed with us.
People gave us varying degrees of advice – some people told us he should be sleeping though the night by now, others that their child was insane and never slept and we could forget about getting a good night’s rest for years and years to come.
So, after a particularly difficult night for my husband while I was at work, we talked about it and decided to sleep train him. That first night, when I was also at work, he screamed from 3 am until 5:30 when my husband finally gave in and brought the baby into the bed so he could get an hour of sleep in before work. But I knew it was supposed to be difficult and really wanted to continue the process.
When I got home after work that morning, I tackled the naps. We were fighting the same war on 2 fronts and I had to do my part. He screamed and screamed but eventually fell asleep. I made sure to keep him well fed and played with him constantly on the floor during his awake time oto wear him out. I decided to play some music for him and searched for a lullaby Pandora station. Then I left the room.
I went back to peek through the cracked door about 20 minutes later to find him laying on his tummy, clutching his favorite Ernie stuffed animal, tugging on his binkie, staring at the lap top. He was absolutely enchanted by the music and a light bulb went on.
Why didn’t I think of this before? It’s so simple – music.
7 pm – bedtime – came. We had a plan – when he woke up, I’d offer him a bottle (I have a hard time getting him to take a bottle after 5 pm so I always think he needs a night feed), then plop him back in the crib and we’d let him cry it out.
Now, as I’d said, my husband had dealt with 3+ hours of solid hysteria the night before and I have been working so much, I only got about 5 hours of sleep in 3 days. We were both exhausted. But we had our plan, and I went to bed at 10:30 pm expecting to be woken up around midnight just like every other night.
When I did wake up to his crying, I groggily rolled over and asked my husband what time it was. He replied in disbelief that it was 6 am.
He slept, thorough the night. For 11 hours. On night 2 of sleep training and the only thing we did different was play some classical music.
I know better than to say we fixed this problem. But we certainly made a lot of progress.
I’m currently at work, my husband is supposed to text me when the baby wakes up. No texts yet. Maybe, just maybe, this is going to work.