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Night 1: Success

I went into this crib transitioning with a strong feeling that it would be a train-wreck.  As Aaron was going to bed, he even mentioned that he'd probably see us in a few hours as we creep back into the big bed.  Luckily, we were very wrong!!!  Here's a breakdown:

9:20 pm-  Breastfed her.  She falls asleep.

9:25 pm-  I lay her down asleep in her crib.  Feeling like this will be short-lived and disaster is only moments away.  Prepare for the worst.

10:00 pm-  She wakes back up already which makes me say, "yep, I knew she wasn't ready".  But I watch her on the monitor and she just happily plays in her crib.  I leave her alone even though I want to run in there to play with her.  I hate missing out on fun time!!!

10:20 pm-  I replace her binky which has fallen out wishing you could tape it to their face (only kidding) and she puts herself back to sleep.  I'm know amazed that she can do this and I begin to cry.  My baby no longer needs me...  Aaron has to comfort me in the living room and remind me that she isn't moving out of state with some unemployed hoodrat boyfriend.  Just sleeping in her crib.

10:25 pm-  She wakes back up which almost makes me happy because I realize that she DOES still need me after all.  I am currently pumping so I throw 3 ounces in a bottle with some cereal (I just started that this week) and go to her room.  She allows me to feed her the bottle (first time for this) and burps really well.  I change her diaper and rock her for about 5 minutes.  I lay her back down drowsy but awake and pray for the best.

10:50 pm-  She is back asleep without any problem.

11:45 pm- I wake up to check on her and notice that "Trixie" (the teenage girl who lives across the street who we think is a hooker) has a late night customer.  Paisley is sleeping peacefully and our neighbors are wishing I'd do the same instead of spying on them.

2:15 am- I'm wondering why in the world I decided to sleep in the recliner in her room instead of my own bed since this is going so well.  I snuggle back into the recliner though at this point.  Not ready to be that far away from her.

4:20 am- I replace her binky since she's being a little restless, but not fussy.  Again, try to think of a way to get that sucker to stay in place all night...

5:40 am- She starts to cry, so I get her out and nurse her.  She never even opens her eyes and goes right back to sleep.  I lay her down and she snuggles back into her crib.

7:50 am-  She starts to wrestle around and I talk to her softly to get her to wake up.  We start our day.

So, she slept really well from 11:00 pm until 5:40 am.  And even then she just took 5 minutes to eat and went right back to sleep until 7:50.  I am so super excited about how well that went!!!  Let's cross our fingers that tonight goes as well.  (I did use the white noise machine). I'll update again tomorrow.

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  1. That sounds so hopeful!! Fingers crossed for you. :)

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  2. Jackson had just as successful of a night! Yay for our babies! I also have said that if someone could come up with some contraption that kept those dang binkies in their mouths, I would pay A LOT of money for one...lol! Good luck tonight, I'm right there with ya'!

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  3. Woo hoo!! Congratulations! That's awesome! I'm sure there will be ups and downs but you're off to a great start!

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