I am sitting in our family room in the dark, listening to my baby cry in her nursery, just as I have for the last hour. At ten months we are finally, supposedly, teaching her to fall asleep on her own, and apparently it involves tears. Her torment is incessant, a tide of misery building into giant, shuddering sobbing fits and then subsiding, only to rise again. It is impossible to listen to, and unthinkable not to.
At regular intervals I slump into her darkened room to check on her. Each time she is standing at the foot of her crib, bawling, loudly waiting for my return. I am sweet but firm, a difficult combination with all this guilt clawing at me, urging me to end her sadness, to try this process again another night. Instead I murmur to her, brush her hair from her wet face, lay her down, and rub her shuddering back until she quiets. And then, as advised, I back out of the room to let her figure out how to sleep without me. Her howls follow me down the hall.
I feel cruel and selfish and desperately tired. I swore I would never leave Sunshine to cry it out, but those were pre-parent vows, the promises of someone on the other side of all of these sleepless nights. I am doing the right thing. I am. I know I am.
On my web browser, ten tabs open to articles about sleep. The words are different, but they almost all say the same thing: let her cry. Let her cry, and she will fall asleep. It’s not mean. She has to learn. It’s only a few nights. It’s time. I read through them again for affirmation. Still, I nearly rise and go to her a dozen times before the clock says I may.
Finally, her cries slow to an intermittent whine, a tired drizzle. And then…nothing. I blink into the silence, torn between relief and worry. I can go back to bed! Yay! But is she okay? Did she just fall asleep? Did it actually work? I can’t check now, risk repeating all this drama tonight. Tomorrow will be soon enough. And, yes, we will have another round of this tomorrow night. And the following. And, all those websites assure me, a few nights after that. But we can do this. For now, baby’s sleeping. And soon, I hope, so will I.
Unfortunately, this is just the beginning of “Mommy Guilt.”
You are, however, doing the right thing!
Even the 3rd time around, it was hard listening to my youngest cry. (It was hard for his two siblings who had to get up for school the next day, too!) 😉
Hang in there!
LOL, LoryKC! I think you’re right about the mommy guilt. It seems every parenthood topic has many very vocal contingents saying you should do it this way or that, and if you don’t do it their particular way then you’re wrong, wrong, wrong. And a bad parent to boot.
Oh, Caryn! I feel your pain. I remember it well. But you are so doing the right thing! It’s really hard, and I know your heart aches to go through it, but you will all come through it with with flying colors. Sunshine is lucky to have such a wonderful and caring mom as you!
Aww. Thanks. Well, your boys are clearly turning out okay, so it must not have scarred them too badly.
I have a 10 month old too and we’ve had to do this as well. Sleep is not linear. After it gets better, it gets worse again. Then better. Then worse. We’ve had to do some sort of sleep training several times in her nearly 11 months, when it gets so bad that no one can function, including her.
I was spoiled by my first daughter who slept like a hibernating bear (and still does at 3.5). Not so with my second daughter. They’re all different and all need such different things. So if yours need a little CIO sleep training, and it works, then it’s right.
Mama knows best. Always.
We’ve noticed the cycling with her, too. Some nights she would wake up several times and be nearly impossible to put down for a nap. Then she’d only wake up once (or not at all) and nap for three hours at a time. Crazy. It had slowly been getting worse, though. I was completely over it, and she was exhausted.
I’m so jealous of your hibernating bear! Sounds nice. 🙂
What @Melba said “they are all different and all need such different things.” My first was never a by-the-book sleeper, and it made everything so hard on everyone in our home. OTOH, my second was very sleep-train-able, and it has been sooo much easier. I promise there will come a day when you will forget how hard this is, and you will be facing much more manageable parenting challenges.
So good to know! I always wondered about parental amnesia, but hubby and I are already forgetting some of the details of those early days, and she’s less than a year old. Of course, going around in a sleep-deprived fog could be partially to blame for that…
Aww… I bet that is torture for you – listening to your baby cry and trying to hold back from comforting. I hope it isn’t much longer before your daughter can sleep more comfortably with fewer tears. 🙂
Thanks, Jessica! It’s not easy, but it’s been getting a LOT better, and the comments on here have helped a LOT.
Oh Caren!!! I was just talking about this with a friend who had her first baby. He’s eight months old and she and hubby still rock him to sleep. I told her that it’s okay if he cries. He needs to learn how to lay down and go to sleep on his own.
Big *hugs* for you. You’re doing the right thing and better now than when your child is four and able to run out of her bedroom! 🙂 Hang in there, sweet mommy.
When I read the part about her being four years old and able to run out of her room, I actually shuddered. Yeah. Better to do this now.
*Sigh* We’ve already talked about sleep, but I had to do this for a couple of days to get mine in his crib and off of me for all of his naps. It sucked. And I got hell for it because he was young(er) and because it was cruel and insensitive and blah blah blah. But it had to be done. Even though I also swore I’d never do CIO. I think there are a lot of things we first-time parents say we’ll never do…and then we find ourselves there.
Once we got mine into the crib, we went back to rocking him to sleep because I felt so stinking bad for it. Plus, he just wasn’t ready for going to sleep on his own. So here we are at 8 months…he’s fighting sleep a lot right now, but he’s also getting over a cold, teething, reaching a couple milestones all at once, and my milk supply has taken a hit due to a few things, so we’re dealing. But those days where I find his sweet spot in nap/night timing and he quickly drifts peacefully to sleep in my arms? LOVE.
Hang in there. Know that if this is what you need and, more importantly, what Sunshine needs, then that is all that matters, regardless of what any naysayers may think.
I think it’s easy for people to make you feel bad about CIO when they’re not in the situation themselves. I’m glad to hear that it worked, though. Naps are hard. The transition probably would have been a lot faster if we’d done it that way, too, and I think there might actually have been less crying in the long run.
Caryn, may your sweet girl sleep well tonight and be rested for her first ever Christmas!
Happy New Year, Caryn! I do want to do a blog round-up on easy, quick, dinner recipes. I’ll get back to you.