the last few nights...
So on night #5 (Monday night), Jerry and I were both exhausted at 8:00 pm. That's right -- 8PM! Coming from two people who hate to miss the late show, we were dismayed we couldn't keep our eyes open past the evening news. Usually Jerry will volunteer for the first shift or I will, depending on the previous night, but I could tell the system was going to break down that night.

So after Evan woke up at 10:00, we took him to bed with us, and allelujah, it was the most peaceful, restful night EVER, like we were sleeping on clouds. And we tried to remember why we didn't like co-sleeping in the first place... our goal was any sleeping arrangement that produced peace and happiness in this household, and we couldn't remember what the problem was.

Then on night #6, we again took him to bed with us after the first night waking, and it was fitful. He woke up frequently, and when he did, his comfort technique was pulling my hair. I would take it away from him, he would cry. I would comfort him by patting, he would stick his fingers up my nose. I would remove them, he would cry. This went on all night. Oh, he also loves to crawl on top of me when he wakes up. He does it with a big smile on his face. It's like his way of saying that he's really, really glad I am there next to him, and it's very sweet, but.....

We're trying yet another new thing tonight. Will post progress soon. We definitely will not let him cry it out again, and we will keep him in the crib for the beginning of the night and go from there. We will try different ideas, but they will be gentler ones than what we used before.