Last night Little L slept until 1 am when I nursed her and then again until 4:30 when I pulled her into our bed. The rest is a bit fuzzy. Even though she woke up a bit earlier than I would have preferred, I still think there was some progress.
Tonight I stayed home from Yoga so we could keep going. I put C to bed and put Little L through her bed time routine. After a large bottle and a little nursing I put her, drowsy, into her crib. She settled right down and I headed to the kitchen to wash my pump parts. A few minutes later I heard her start to fuss. I let her be until the fussing escalated to crying then I went to comfort her. I gave her a pacifier and spoke quietly to her as I rubbed her forehead for a minute. She settled down again so I left the room, and she promptly started crying again.
I went back to the kitchen and finished cleaning up, listening to the level of the crying. She would settle down and start up again, each time louder and angrier than the last. She kept sobbing “Ah ma, ah ma. ah mama” in between cries and it was torture not to go scoop her up and rock her to sleep.
I let her cry, with periodic pacifier re-insertions and head rubs, until her cries became panicked screams and she started to cough. Then I went in and took her out of the crib and rocked her a bit. I nursed her for a minute and put her back into the crib just before she fell asleep. To be sure I shook her awake a bit after putting her down, but I think she was so spent she never really noticed.
I’m not sure whether to label this a win or a lose, but it was really all I could take tonight. This sleep training stuff ain’t for the faint of heart.
Being awake is so much fun!