Monday, July 25, 2011

Last Wednesday was a night that challenged my ideals in parenting. We chose to attempt to let Isaac cry it out. Having never resorted to CIO, I didn't know how long to expect Isaac to stay awake or how he would react if I did go in to comfort him. And as you know 3 hours and 20 minutes later, he was still going at which point I finally went down to comfort him. I knew that CIO was not the answer for our situation, but felt like I'd exhausted all of our options.

I turned to facebook and gearing up for Thursday night, I employed a suggestion given by Kelsey to lay on the floor by Isaac's crib, but to not pick him up. And it worked. Sure there were still some tears, demands that I "stand up!" and one return trip upstairs because he refused to lay down, but it worked after a bit. Isaac only woke up that one time! I slept by his crib from 3:00 to 4:00am to ensure that he was actually asleep and he didn't wake up until morning.

Going into Friday night though, I was very apprehensive. You see, Tony left Friday afternoon to camp overnight before a guys trip kayaking down the Brule River. I was not crazy about the idea, but Tony really wanted to go to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area in August for a week and this was our compromise. It ended up being our very, very poorly timed compromise that resulted in my having breakdowns before the sun was even down.

Knowing what I was up against, my friend Rachel, who's husband was also going on the kayaking trip, invited me over for dinner and to wear Isaac out by playing with her two girls, not to mention some girl time, although I think next time wine is mandatory. Of course, for this picture, the oldest, Grace is the only one looking!

As I was loading the boys into the car, for the first time since Ezra was born, I was scared. I was absolutely petrified to go home alone, to manage both boys and attempt to get Isaac to sleep while still being available to nurse Ezra. The fact that I was scared of my children made me incredibly sad and before you knew it the downward spiral was in full effect. Unfortunately it was for good reason, as the plan to wear Isaac out was a little too effective and as soon as we walked through the door I had a ravenous Ezra and a crying Isaac begging to be cuddled.

I hadn't abandoned the idea of getting Isaac into his crib and kept trying to get Ezra to settle in for the night, but he just.wouldn't.go.down. All this time, Isaac is whining and crying for me to hold him while pulling at my arm. And when I started crying? Oh boy, you better believe he started crying as well. I finally brought both boys up stairs to nurse Ezra as we normally would and thankfully our glider is big enough for Isaac to sit next to me.

Finally! He could be held while I nursed Ezra.

Finally! Ezra fell asleep enough to be laid down in his bassinet.

Uh oh, the last finally. Isaac, also asleep on the glider with me.

And so, I did it.

Isaac ended up in bed with me. And honestly, it was my best decision all week. I can't imagine the hell that would have been the remainder of the night if I'd tried to continue to fight. We both slept blissfully. Isaac honestly never woke up once and wouldn't even let me cuddle him when I tried. In the morning I explained to him that it was a special treat because his Daddy wasn't home.

We chilled out at home and ran errands while Tony was gone Saturday and then headed on out to Lumberjack Days in Stillwater. FYI, Isaac saying Lumberjack Days was awesome!

Our best attempt at a family picture:

Checking out how high the river was! Normally people sit on the ledge for the fireworks!

Tony and I were unpleasantly surprised to find out that just to even get into the Lumberjack Days area the admission was $10 because of the bands that would be playing. And all I wanted was some cheese curds. No way were we paying $20 to then buy cheese curds and to people watch!

So after 20 minutes in Stillwater, combating the crowds, we headed out. Our first stop was Aristo's, right on Hwy36, but it was much nicer than I anticipated and we again had to change our plans because we didn't want to cause a scene.

Finally we ended up at Chipotle.

Even though it was the night of having to change our plans, we still had a great time!

Sunday morning, I was finally able to make my Cinnamon Roll Pancakes! Seriously, pinterest is going to be the death of my wallet and waistline! But before the pancakes, I had to take a few pictures of this serious lovefest going on.

Isaac still can't get enough of his baby brother.

And some more good stuff. My tip, use an old salad dressing bottle with a squeeze dispenser to control the flow of the brown sugar mixture.

I never ended up buying cream cheese to make the glaze, but it was virtually unnecessary and we ended up with more Caramel Roll Pancakes. These were ridiculously easy and sooo worth the minimal extra effort of the brown sugar mix!

Unfortunately I will be reminded of these pancakes for a bit of time, as I have a blistered burn on my finger and under my nail due to putting my hand under the last two pancakes as I transferred them to the plate. Can you say dumb?

And that was basically our weekend!


Jill said...

You're a trooper! I'm glad you just gave into the sleeping thing on your own! I would've been flipping out too and that's just one last thing to worry about!

Love your family picture too! I can see Ezra's nose! :)

Julia Goolia said...

ick. sounds like a rough few nights for you but I know it will turn around eventually. Hang in there!

Desiree said...

Yay for surviving the night on your own with the boys! I would have had the same fears you had.

We are in the process of letting our daughter fall asleep in her crib on her own - and we have gone the sleep on the floor route - it's working fairly well. Each couple of nights, I move myself closer to the door, so she can't see me. She will fuss a bit - but when I reassure her I am still there, all is good again.

Bekah said...

We did our form of sleep training when Jack was seven months old, but I do think it HAS to be flexible. For instance, Jack has been waking up scared at night, and there is NO way I will not go comfort what I know is a scared cry, you know? Sometimes he asks me to 'sit' when I lay him down, which means me sitting on the floor to sing another song, and I do. I cant help but think that in 10 years he isnt really going to be asking me to sing him another song, and really...what is the five minutes of extended bedtime going to cost me? I do it.

I think you made the right decision by letting him sleep with you, to be honest. Sure, maybe you will have to start again getting him into his bed, but both you, Isaac, and Ezra all got some sleep.

Also...the family pic is adorable! I love that Isaac is peeking in and little Ezra's head in the background!

Anonymous said...

I love the sweet picture of Isaac kissing Ezra. Precious.

Pinterest is genius. I don't know how we all survived without it. :) Those pancakes look delicious!

Molly said...

Sometimes you just have to follow your gut. I once said that word "never" when I was pregnant with Landon. I said, "I will never cosleep."

And then I had a baby.

Bwhaaaaaaaa!!! Totally coslept with both of them.

p.s. those love fest photos? YIKES! Your photos are giving me baby fever and I soooo don't want it!

p.p.s. I'll be making those pancakes this weekend. My thighs thank you =)


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