And…he’s down! I have no idea for how long, but his little eyes are closed and he’s no longer crying so I can now take a sigh of relief. *SIGH* Phew!When I see how precious he is sleeping in his crib, I swear that sleep training is worse on me than him.
I mean, it takes every part of my being not to run in there, scoop him up, and snuggle up to that little 14.8 pound body!
To think that I’m not supposed to touch him for 8 – 10 hours so that he can sleep is unimaginable.
I should be doing the items on my “to do” list such as folding laundry, organizing the tupperware, starting a sewing project, reading this month’s Book Club book, preparing for tomorrow’s work day and whatever else is on there but instead I am sitting here in the dark staring at my computer screen watching him squirm around in his sleep.