The first change was at least 3-4 hour stretches during the day. Second, we stopped nursing to sleep at bedtime. Third, no nursing at night. Ahhh, this step was a little brutal with hours of what we call the "death scream." I still get up with LE when she wakes and comfort her, just sans the boob. And tonight, our biggest victory yet, the Engineer put LE to sleep. Let the heavens open and sing, because this, my friends, hasn't happened since LE was three months old.
I'm feeling like I should knock on wood; I'm feeling a little ridiculous it took me so long to get to this point; and I'm feeling an intense freedom that makes me want to go rent a hotel room and stay in it all by myself!
I recall a time when I was a college student and had just started dating the Engineer a mom I worked with said to me "All I want for Valentine's Day is a hotel room for one night - to myself." At the time I thought what a lonely idea...she most not be happily married. Clearly she wasn't in love the way I was in love... But now I get it and secretly I desire this solo hotel stay, just a tiny bit.
Cute baby pics, to end on a warm fuzzy note...
Discovering her shadow, fun times!
Dressing herself for the park.
Ball pit - pure joy.
And my most favorite pic these days...nursing her baby doll. Such a good little mama!