Monday, October 3, 2011


Dear Jackson,

You love your mommy. You love your daddy. You love your sissy.

You love pretty much anyone and anything. Except sleep.

So tonight was our first experience with trying to sleep train you. Sleep training = my least favorite part of parenting so far. Intentionally letting you cry without immediately scooping you up for cuddles is not a part of my being. Hearing you crying upstairs rips my heart right out. Thankfully, your dad is stronger and we are doing this together. Otherwise, I'd be on the floor in tears, or failing miserably by sleeping in my bed with you right next to me.

You are now sleeping. Whew. Night 1 bedtime - over. Bring on Night 2.

Come on little buddy, you can do this.

1 comment:

  1. You can do it. But for the record, since it isn't my kids, I would scoop that turd up in a heartbeat if I heard him sad.