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Accidental Ferber Method...

Did I hear you ask how we slept last night? Well, I can only answer for myself because our monitor muted itself somehow!  I put her down at 11:30 (she is such a night owl) and I woke up wondering why in the world it was so bright in our room in the middle of the night.  Umm, maybe because it was 8:00 am...  So, I roll over to look at our video monitor which is on my nightstand and she is asleep on her belly.  I panic. 

By the time I get to her room which seems 10 miles away now, I am imagining the worst.  What I find is a sleeping baby (on her belly) who has kicked off her socks, mittens (her hands get cold at night), and light blanket.  Her pacifier is nowhere close to her.  Yet, she's sleeping soundly.

So, I feel like the world's worst mother this morning.  I slept 8 hours solid for the first time in 4 months, but my baby may have needed me.  I checked her face for dried tears and her eyes for puffiness but found neither sign of prolonged crying.  She smiled brightly at me this morning when I got her out of her crib like she didn't blame me for my mistake.  And she ate like a champ when I got her up, possibly because she was starving. 

And there is a chance she never cried at all.  The last couple of weeks, she's been getting up once or twice a night but it's really only that she rolls around and makes some noise and I can't go back to sleep.  So, I always just go on in there and feed her knowing that she'll sleep soundly if I do.  Maybe she doesn't really need to eat or even have me come in there.  Point is, I feel terrible and I'll be absolutely certain from here on that I can HEAR on the monitor!!!

My Most Wonderful Present Ever (and certainly the most expensive)

She loves her Jenny Jump Up already.  She doesn't know how to bounce in it but she can turn around and it puts her on eye level with our dogs who she loves to watch.


This baby LOVES bathtime!  We have started playing in there about 30 minutes at night and my tub has now been taken over by bath toys.

Wish this one wasn't blurry, but she was being SO cute!

Her grandma and her on Christmas Eve

Paisley and her Mama

And lastly, here she is this morning snuggling with her daddy.  Before you get really concerned about our parenting, his eyes are that squinted because I had to turn the light on in our bedroom to get a good picture.  He's not recovering from a wild Christmas party.  :)
Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas!!!  For those who are waiting on their miracle babies to arrive, I'm hoping 2011 is your year!

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  1. i know you feel horrible about the situation but it sounds like it worked so well for you i might have to try it for myself :). my son in 5 months old and woke up every 3 hours last night. i'm tired and know for a fact he didnt have to eat every 3 hours!

    merry christmas!! consider the 8 hour sleep your gift from paisley! and write it in her baby book! :)

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  2. Love it! I often wonder what jax would do if I just didn't come in to feed him in the middle of the night. But, like you, the minute I hear him moving, I'm up anyway. And he does a lot of moving around, so I'm up for a lot of false alarms - I would do ANYthing for a straight 8 hour sleep:). I say you were given a great gift! And she is just fine, so go figure...lol! She is so cute - I can't get that many cute pictures of mine lately because he's too busy throwing up everywhere...uggghhh. Glad to hear you had a great Christmas:)!

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  3. Wow! I always wondered what would happen if we weren't so responsive to every little movement and squeak in the night - i wonder if we should see what happens if our monitor "accidentally" turns off! I wonder if we'd be as pleasantly surprised. I can't see us trying that in this lifetime, but it's a nice thought!

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  4. 1. Don't feel bad. Paisley is just fine.
    2. I bet those 8 hours felt amazing!
    3. When Eli was about 3 months I realized that he probably didn't actually need to eat when he stirred in the middle of the night, so one night I just didn't go in there to do so. He fussed for like 4 minutes and fell right back asleep. The next night he didn't even wake up at all!

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  5. Amazing how refreshed you feel after 8 hours of sleep! I remember the shock I felt when kev told me he had gotten up to give her her pacifier and I thought surely he must be lying because I ALWAYS hear her wake up (but obviously not).
    She is so cute! I love her cute Christmas pictures!

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  6. Awww...she's adorable! Don't be too hard on yourself. This is about the age when some babies begin sleeping through the night. Maybe she's ready?

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  7. I did that with Emma once, but if I remember correctly she screamed so loud I was able to hear her from across the house!!

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  8. Cute pictures! I hope you all enjoyed your first Christmas with little Miss Paisley! I agree with the first comment--consider it your Christmas gift!

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