Tonight when I went to put little Henry pie to bed, he was wide awake. I nursed, potched and rocked him to no avail.
After maybe 30-40 minutes of the “please go the heck to sleep” dance, I gave up.
Okay, Henry. Momma’s just going to put you down in your crib and take a little break. You be good.
I fully anticipated my little guy to throw a big fit and demand I bounce faster, potch harder. But I walked out of the room anyway.
I quickly grabbed the monitor to watch. He looked right, he looked left. He chatted. He moved his feet around. He wiggled in the swaddle. Then, maybe 15 or so minutes later, it happened. He turned his head to the side and closed his eyes. Then, he fell asleep!!!!
No potch necessary. Not crying at all.
This is a big step, because if Henry hasn’t fallen asleep nursing, he is usually screaming the moment I even consider putting him down. He can sense these things.
So, after falling asleep around 830, the little dude slept until 215/230ish! I don’t know why my boobs can’t handle it, because I’ve gone this long before, but holy crap. I think I’m about to pump a gallon of milk (Mark takes the first night feeding while I pump).
Anyway, the moral of the story is that my little man is amazing!! Go Henry! Keep up the good work 🙂