I have a six month old baby who throughout day eats like a horse.
I have a six month old baby who despite said eating habits, consistently wakes at 12am, 3am and 6am insisting that she be fed.
I have a Husband who works crazy shift patterns and is absolutely cream crackered.
Then there is me. I have two under two, I have no more than four hours broken sleep – on a good day.
Something had to give. Controlled crying – welcome to our lives.
Before I go on, I know that controlled crying is not for everyone. It is a very personal choice. Some will like it, some won’t. This method was thoroughly researched and discussed before it was implemented. This is not an advisory post, it is a diary post.
Little E ate so much all day. She took her full amount of milk and has weaned successfully onto four meals a day. She napped well, but not too much. Bedtime arrived and we had everything crossed.
She became unsettled at 10pm, 12am, 2am and 3am. Finally at 5am she settled down and slept until 7:30am. Each time she was unsettled we followed the standard controlled crying guidelines, but returned to her within significantly less time.
The morning after I was one tired mummy. I hoped the next night would be better.
I have the daytime routine with Little E down to a tee – throughout the day I am super mum (ha, yeah right!). When bedtime arrived I felt sick to my stomach. I was absolutely exhausted but I wouldn’t give up. It’s not fair on Little E, I wouln’t stop the process half way through just because it would be easier for me at that point.
I am not exaggerating when I say that 5am arrived before I got any sleep. The toddler was up at 7:30, and our day began. By this point I was ready to throw in the towel, sleep was all I could think about.
I held out no hope. I didn’t feel like we had made any progress, if anything it felt worse than before. I crawled into bed at 10pm not expecting to get any sleep. Then the crying started and I looked at the time, 2am! The longest stretch we’d had in a very long time. Little E settled back down around 5am and slept until 8am. I could not believe it! Maybe it was a fluke?
Hubs is on shift, so I have no moral support. Fully expecting the night from hell I went to bed early, those first couple of hours can be precious. I heard crying but from the toddler this time. Sheepishly I looked at the clock. The toddler only cries at breakfast time – she is an amazing sleeper and rarely wakes in the night. 6:30am! Ladies and Gentlemen we have a sleeper!
My baby continues to sleep more than she ever has. She gets far less broken sleep and is herself much better for it.
I am getting good stretches of sleep – something I never thought I would get again.
Hubs is going to work on a full nights sleep – something that has become alien to him.
This week has been an incredibly turbulent week. For the most part I didn’t think I would get through it without caving in. I have learnt a lot. Mainly that controlled crying, with our own twist, is not the devil it’s often made out to be.
After one of the hardest parenting weeks we have had over the last eighteen months, as a family we are moving forward. That feels AMAZING!