1. Both babes had a cold on Friday. About 3pm Friday afternoon this thought went through my head: "Even though I hate for them to be sick and am so glad that they are active, independent little babes, it's kinda nice that they just want to rock and snuggle." Backfire. All night they wanted to rock and snuggle. Not as sweet at 1:24am.
2. Nice cameras are worth every red cent.
Exhibit A (old camera):
Exhibit B (Daisy's fancy camera):
I'm saving my red cents.
3. It must be easier for other people to sleep train their kids with the "cry it out" method. I know it's not. It's just heartbreaking for everyone. We're doing it tonight. I am crying at the thought of them maybe crying and me not rushing to go nurse them. They still usually get up twice a night. I know they don't need to...they like it, I kinda, in a messed up, tiny part of my heart, like it too. But it's time. Here are my excuses for not doing it yet: there are two, and when one cries at 2am and threatens waking the other, it strikes a fear in me that cannot be put into words. So, I hit the floor running...and do my best to just have one awake baby. That's it. That's my only excuse. But, it's time. They'll be fine. In fact, they will probably rest better (next week, after the crying has stopped) and we'll all enjoy the new schedule. Dan has volunteered to "handle" the first night of toughness. I'm sleeping downstairs...oh, I don't know about this...this could be a saga. Warning. If you are already bored of the sleep training talk, just don't read my blog this week...it could get messy.
Pulling up my big girl panties,