All the Sun For You

A mom, two boys, a husband, and a whole lot of adventure!


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The Monday Snapshot(s) – Awesome Morning!

Bryson had a crappy night last night, which makes sense given he had a super night the night before last. B had to leave town at 4:30 this morning, so when Bryson woke up at 3:30, I just put him in bed with me. It was his second waking since 10:15, which meant there would be more. No thanks! We slept well snuggled up together!

Bryson and I woke up at 7:00 and started getting ready for the day as I marveled in the fact that Matthew just kept on sleeping. I sort of worried about him, being perfectly honest, but didn’t want to wake him. At 8:00, I opened his door so he could hear us moving around and wake up on his own. At 8:08, I heard his sweet little feet running down the hall toward me! He slept for 11 hours last night! He was sad not to see Daddy but gave me a huge hug and kiss!

Matthew ate his breakfast as I got things ready for school. He let me dress him without a fight and we were off for school. We talked about “nice hands” and “good listening ears” before we said goodbye. Matthew loves school!

I am sitting in the Sta.rbucks parking lot as I write this, with a napping, snuggling Bryson in my lap (I nursed him to sleep, oh yes I did!). I’m supposed to be walking at the mall with the other moms, but my perfect moments with Bryson are more important than any walk or social hour. 🙂


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Sleep, Sleep, Sleep!

Skip this if you’re tired of reading about my obsession with my kids’ sleep.

So Matthew is sleeping like a champ – I mean – a CHAMP!  We put him to bed at (gasp!) 9:00 each night and he sleeps until between 7:15 and 7:45 most mornings.  If we put Matthew to bed at all before 8:30, we can guarantee ourselves a 6:00 waking and neither of us wants that!  I can’t remember the last time he woke up in the night, so it’s been well over a couple of months now, and he’s going to bed on his own each.and.every.night without fail.  He whimpers when I leave the room, but that’s the end of it and he’s asleep rather quickly.  He’s sleeping between 10 and 11 hours a night (I hear angels singing in my head when I write that!) and is waking up HAPPY!  Naps are happening every single day and they happen with ease and peace.  Because he’s sleeping more at night, even when I wake him after two hours of napping (he would nap over 3 hours if I would let him), he wakes up pretty happy.  He used to cry and cling to me for well over 30 minutes after waking up from a nap, so this is a wonderful change!  All in all, he’s getting 12-13 hours of sleep in every 24 hour cycle.  PERFECTION!

For future (and B’s) reference, I am documenting our sleep rituals.

Nap Time:

  1. Start the “quiet down” process (steps 2-5) anywhere between 12:30 and 1:15, depending on the morning he’s had
  2. Get his blanket, CG, and Boo Monkey in position in the bed, and make sure he sees me doing it so he knows what’s coming
  3. Turn on any live-action construction video and set volume way low about 15 minutes before I want him sound asleep
  4. Give him a new diaper and get him in just his t-shirt, diaper, socks, and sleep sack once the video is running
  5. Tell him to “go lay down on Daddy’s pillow” and then give him a quick snack (a pouch)
  6. Discard the pouch, put his blanket and the covers on him, and lay with him without making any eye contact
  7. Breathe heavily myself to help work him into a rhythm (this truly works – one of the best tips I’ve ever read!)
  8. Within 2-10 minutes, he’s out
  9. Watch whatever the hell I want – it’s party time (or treadmill time if Bryson is asleep too)!

Bed Time:

  1. Any time after dinner and before drawing bath, set out his nighttime clothes (PJ’s, diaper, and onesie) and books on his bed, close all blinds/drapes, turn on the lamp and sound machine, ensure night-light is on, and turn bedroom light off.  Keep the door open so he hears and sees what’s going on
  2. Draw the bath at 8:15 and make sure he knows it’s happening so that he gets in his head that time is limited!
  3. Put him in the bath at 8:30 (either of us will do this, depending on what steps we’re on with Bryson and who’s doing them)
  4. Out of the bath at 8:40
  5. Put nighttime clothes on
  6. Read books (B does this) at 8:45
  7. B tucks him in at 9:00 and I come in to lay with him, sing, snuggle, etc.
  8. Leave the room any time before 10 minutes are up, but usually within just 3-5 minutes

Bryson’s sleep is getting… better.  Huzzah!

I took the bold step (for me) of moving Bryson out of our room four nights ago on 10/23 and it’s going well.  He’s spent 4 nights in his own room, and he’s only woken up once a night for two of those four nights.  The other two nights, he woke up 3 times before I put him in our bed.  We’re batting 50%, but that’s a hell of a lot better than the 0% we were batting a week ago.  HA!

We made the big mistake of not putting a white noise sound machine in our room when Bryson was sleeping there.  Matthew has used one from the day he came home from the hospital and we take one with us every time we leave town.  Bryson has a sound machine in his room that we use every time he naps or sleeps there, but we didn’t think to bring it into our room when he was bunking with us.  Stupid.  With the white noise sound machine going, his naps and nighttime sleep are both better!

Naps are truly a dream right now for us!  When we’re home in the mornings (not Mon, Wed, or Thurs due to school and gymnastics), Bryson naps in the rock-and-play in his room for 60-120 minutes.  YES – 1-2 hours.  Depending on when he woke up in the morning, I put him down for a nap between 8:30 and 9:30 AM.  This gives him time to nap peacefully but also allows us to grab lunch out because he’s usually awake by 11-11:30.  Bryson will nod off in the car seat on the way home from lunch and sometimes transfers well to the rock-and-play and sometimes does not (today).  Either way, though, I can get him to nap around 1:30/2:00 and keep him asleep until Matthew wakes up between 3-3:30.  That’s another 1-2 hours of naps for Bryson.  He still will take a little snooze around 5:00/6:00 and then we do the bed time process starting at 8:00.

We do not yet see a true rhythm with Bryson’s nighttime sleep schedule, but we have him down by a certain time each night (8:30/8:45) and he wakes up for good around 6:00 AM.  Here is our bedtime routine:

  1. Draw bath at 7:50
  2. Get him naked and ready to bathe at 7:55
  3. Bath at 8:00
  4. Diaper, jammies, and swaddle at 8:15/8:30
  5. Nursing by 8:20/8:30
  6. Books at 8:30/8:45 (B reads the books)
  7. Lights out at 8:35/8:50***

The two nights that Bryson got up only once to eat – he went 4+ hours at a time between feedings.  One night, he woke up at 10:40 (he ate at 7:33 and was conked out – way earlier than I’d have chosen) and then didn’t wake again until 2:32, and then again at 6:22.  The other night (last night), he went 4.5 hours before waking up at 1:25, then again at 5:45.  No matter how many times he wakes up in the night, his first waking is always between 1:00 and 2:30 AM and that’s always after more than 4 hours since his last feeding.  What happens after that first waking is when things get unpredictable.  But again, we’re averaging 50% so far on only having to get up once in the night, so I’m not complaining.

Bryson is sleeping in the rock-and-play for most naps (he naps with me beside Matthew, sometimes, if I’m tired too) and at bed time.  For now, I’ve given up on the crib.  I want to get him consistently only waking once a night before moving him back to the crib.  I was paranoid about this decision but after getting some advice and reading www.troublesometots.com, I realize that I’m just being stupid by obsessing over getting him back into the crib.  As long as he can’t roll out of the rock-and-play, then there is not problem.  As long as he’s swaddled (not during naps, but yes during bed time), he’s not going to roll out of it.  AND – he’s not rolling yet.  My kids sit up before they roll from back to tummy (and he was sitting, 100% unsupported (not even with his hands on his knees), today in a grassy field for family photos!).

We go to Colorado for Christmas on 12/24.  Once we return, I will tackle the issue of moving Bryson back into the crib.  Unless, of course, we get him back in the crib before that just because he wants to be there.

We’ll see.

But I’m not losing sleep over it.

*** As I was writing this, B came to get me to tell me that Bryson was crying (at 10:10).  I was nursing him before books tonight and he fell asleep, so instead of wake him for books, I put him in the rock-and-play.  I think he may have woken up and then wondered, “where’s the boob I fell asleep with?”  I’m actually glad he woke up so that I could re-set him, in a way.  I nursed him until he calmed down, put him in the rocker where he cried for a minute or two, rocked his rocker, and walked out.  Looking on the monitor now, I see that he’s still a little awake after I’ve been gone for over 10 minutes – which is a good thing! 


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All About Matthew!

Matthew is becoming the typical 2-year-old.  I say “becoming” instead of “is” because I don’t know if he’s at his peak or not when it comes to the “curious twos.”  (Our pediatrician calls them the “curious twos” instead of the “terrible twos,” which makes a lot of sense to me – therefore – I call them that too!)

Matthew is a riot!  He’s always charmed the heck out of me, but every day he does something cuter, or funnier, or smarter than the day before.  For instance, he’s in preschool now and is obviously learning a lot of things – including songs and the actions to songs that I’ve been trying to teach him for a long time.  He had no interest when I was the teacher, but for Mrs. Y, he’ll do just about anything.  We were on our way to Kansas City last weekend when he started saying “bus, bus, bus” and moving his hands in a turning motion.  AH!  “Wheels on the Bus!”  So of course we sang that the whole way to KC (and back).  He also asks for the “Itsy Bitsy Spider” now, and just started asking for “Row Row Row Your Boat” today.  I love it!

Matthew is learning his colors (“boo, bwack, llllelllow” and can point out orange and red but doesn’t say them) and some letters (B, C, and E for sure), but most importantly, he’s learning classroom structure and etiquette.  We got nothing but glowing reports the first several weeks, but recently, he’s been a bit of a pill.  Sigh.  I know this is normal, age-appropriate behavior, but I don’t like it!  The last two weeks, his daily report has said that he’s been “good” instead of “excellent” and both of his teachers told me that he’s taking other kids’ toys (but will give the right back happily) and last Wednesday, he pushed a kid.  I just could not get over it because he just isn’t aggressive… but maybe he is!?  Mrs. Y said, “there’s a lot of testosterone in the room and this is normal, so don’t worry about it,” but she did ask me to talk to him about having “nice hands” on the way to school today.  That helped, apparently, because they only had one incident today and Mrs. Y said it was “no biggie and we had a much better day!”

But he still only got a “good” rating.  😉

I know that Matthew is testing his boundaries at school because he’s testing them here at home too.  We’ve started doing “time outs” (Dr. E style, not “go sit there for 2 minutes by yourself and then you can play again”) and that was working but now seems to not be a deterrent.  We do notice that his behavior is better after the time out, but that doesn’t mean his behavior is necessarily good.  HA!  We have quite a few firm talks every few days but so far, everyone is keeping their cool for the most part and trying to just brush these things off as normal toddler behavior.

I am much tougher on Matthew than his dad is because I know what he’s capable of, and I have high expectations.  Getting dressed in the morning for school is not an option, so I have no problem just going over and stripping him down and getting his school clothes on him even if he doesn’t want to get out of his jammies.  B likes to wait until Matthew is ready.  Nope – not me – I don’t have time to wait (because he will NEVER be ready, for crying out loud).  I like Matthew to know that although I respect his differences in opinion, there are many times that  I will make the calls without his input.  Our house is not a democracy (if it was, I would always lose because I am apparently not the fun parent!).

Matthew is a doting big brother and actually had a fit today because I wouldn’t let him hold Bryson as he was winding down for his nap (I was nursing Bryson at the time).  Matthew spends much of his time smiling at Bryson, trying to play with him, moving his hands for him when we sing songs, and comforting him when he’s worked up.  I could not ask for a better-behaved two-year old when it comes to brotherhood.  Matthew gets a gold star from me, and everyone who sees him interact with Bryson, every single day for being such an awesome big brother!  I honestly did not expect it to go this well.

Bed time is going so well!  We had a bit of a regression last week when my mom came to visit and B was out-of-town.  Matthew cried as I got up to leave his room and begged me to stay in his bed.  He kept pushing my head to the pillow, saying, “sit down, sit down.”  I fell for it once but then realized what was happening.  The next night, I did stay until he fell asleep (I clearly forgot what was happening) and by the third night, he was asking the same of B.  I put a stop to that and dragged B out of there with a white lie (“Mommy needs Daddy’s help with something”) and bed time has been going much better since then.  HA!  He does whimper a bit when I get up to leave, but never gets out of his bed (he did the first night when my mom was here) and falls asleep within 20 minutes.  I still don’t have my nights back to myself because I spend those 20 minutes watching the monitor like a crazy woman, ready to cut him off at the pass if he does get out of bed.  Maybe by next week, I won’t need to worry so much!

Matthew started speech therapy almost 2 weeks ago and we’ve already seen some great progress!  I asked the therapist if “there is something not working and putting things together in his brain” and she said no – that he is just a bit lazy.  HA!  We were told that he has no reason to talk because we understand his needs so well without him talking, and that it’s up to us to force him to talk by giving him the words, and not giving him what he wants until he says the words.  Man alive – that is hard to do!  It’s hard not playing with your kid because he won’t say, “play.”  But we did stop giving him snacks until he said, “snack” and he now says it quite often, and always when prompted.  He has gained quite a few new words since the first appointment and we have another appointment this week.  I am super excited about it because I want him to be able to converse easily with his friends who are all a bit older than him.  I think we’re going to be in good shape by this time next year – he’s picking things up quickly, or so it seems.

An interesting point about Matthew’s speech (which a friend told me would happen) is that his teacher says he talks for her quite a bit.  Say what?  Oh yeah – “he asked, ‘what’s that?’ and I asked ‘where?’  He pointed up and said ‘sky.’ So I pointed to the moon and said, ‘Matthew that’s the moon.’ and then he said, ‘moon.'”  No shit?!?!?!  Matthew had NEVER said sky or moon to us, despite several attempts to get him to say them.  This proves the speech therapist’s assessment that he understands the words, and is storing them in his brain, but that he just won’t say them if he knows we want him to.  After his teacher told me this, he started pointing out the moon morning and night and saying, “Mom, moon!”  Unreal.

When Matthew’s speech was evaluated, his behavioral, social, cognitive, gross motor, and fine motor skills were evaluated as well.  He passed all of those evaluations with flying colors and was well within the normal ranges for each.  The concern is that if his speech doesn’t improve, that he’ll begin to get frustrated and the other things (like behavior) will take a dive.  I’m not so concerned about that, but I can see why they want to watch it.    Matthew is the most social child I have ever known (and I’m not saying that because he’s mine – his ability to make friends instantly scares us a bit when it comes to strangers) and if someone doesn’t understand him, he’ll just go find someone who does.  We’ve watched him do that!  Nothing holds this kid back!

Matthew is crazy about sports.  He is beyond crazy – he is fanatical!  He has always been way into basketball and that has not changed.  He’s outgrown his indoor toddler basketball hoop (“ba-a-ball hoop”)  so we bought an adjustable one that will grow with him.  He’s making shots at the 4 and 5 foot hoop settings and gets better with his aim, form, and shooting distance every day.  I am amazed by his form and jump shots – I often times just shake my head in wonder.  He’s learning to dribble and does pretty well.  Every man who sees him in action stops to tell me that he is “naturally talented” at basketball and is already quite good for his age.  I agree, but what do I know?  I am thrilled that he’s so good at something he loves, but I’m trying not to get wrapped up in it.  He could lose interest in it tomorrow (Dr. E says he won’t – that kids this young who are so into a sport or two will hone that skill for years and years, which was fun to hear), so I try not to get too excited.  But I am proud of his talent because he is quite good!  He loves playing pool as well and enjoys watching football.  I signed Matthew up for soccer and he starts that on November 2nd.  His dad was crazy into taekwondo but we can’t start him in that until he’s 4, which is a bummer because we’re super excited to see if it comes as naturally to him as it does to his dad, uncle, aunt, and grandparents (on B’s side!).

And finally, Matthew is still IN LOVE with Curious George and he got to meet him over the weekend!  Watching him meet and hug George made me a bit weepy – it is just so neat seeing your child truly love something or someone so much!  Matthew got more than his fair share of George time, but it still wasn’t enough for him.  There was a typical toddler meltdown as we left George, but it was worth it!

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The Monday Snapshot – Mine!

There are moments when I can’t believe that my life is really mine. These moments jump out of nowhere and can truly almost move me to tears. They almost always revolve around the happiness of one or both of my boys (like when Matthew bursts out in dance whenever he hears music, or when Bryson can’t stop smiling at me, even when I’m sucking his nose out).

We had a busy weekend, full of visits with B’s family every day of the weekend. We had his brother over Friday night, visited his parents Saturday, and met his sister and niece for breakfast on Sunday. It was a LOT of family time, and a bit too much for me, frankly. B’s sister will talk with him and unintentionally leave me out of the conversation each.and.every.time we see her. It’s frustrating. And Matthew LOVES his cousin and they play hard, and Matthew gets a little naughty and out of control. 😉 So Sunday was a morning of trying to interject (unsuccessfully) into an adult conversation, being the only one able to tend to both boys during yet another meal, and trying to get Matthew to calm down.

Sigh.

But then Matthew did this, and it stopped my heart for a moment. His happiness overwhelms me sometimes, and reminds me to lighten up. And for a split second, I gaze at him and think, “I can’t believe he’s mine!”


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The Monday Snapshot – Family Photo!

We went down to Kansas City this past weekend to see some friends and to spend some time at an indoor water park.  We have a few friends and family members who live there, so we try to see everyone each time we go, which isn’t always possible.  One of our sets of friends down there is Steph and her family from Blawnde’s Blawg.  Steph and I have been “bloggy friends” for a year and a half now, and we’ve seen each other 4 times if you count their stay with us on their way to ChiBLOGo (I certainly count it because Steph and I stayed up late, talking and wondering (and sometimes crying) if we could love our soon-to-be-babies as much as our current babies – HA!).  I can’t imagine going to KC and NOT seeing Steph and her family – they are so much more to us than “bloggy friends!”  I was so excited when they were able to meet us for a LONG dinner on Friday night and then again the next day at the apple orchard.

B and I both had our phones, and Steph had her fancy camera, but none of us got photos of all of us together.  What a bummer!  There was one shot I wanted to get of Matthew and Chloe together, but both of them were D-O-N-E with all of us by the time we got the cameras out!  I mean, come on – there were DOGS and FIRES and WISHING WELLS and BARNS to play with and explore  😉

However, I did get my new favorite photo of my boys together (see my banner above) and Steph got a family photo of the 4 of us.  Aside from my “boo boo” black eyes and cut, I absolutely love this photo.  Thank you, Steph, for taking it!

(I did apply a filter to make it look a little more fall-like, and to mute my super bright teal shirt and my scuffed up face!)

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If You Don’t Try, You Can’t Succeed… Or Fail

I’ve droned on and on and on and on about Matthew’s sleep, and our challenges with it, on my blog.  I kept a very detailed account of our experience with the Fer.ber method after trying everything else to help him sleep.  I’ve vented about naps and his attempts to stop napping altogether.  I’ve talked too much about bedtime routines taking  too damned long each night and my frustration with having to lay with him for 30-60 minutes each and every night until he falls asleep.  To say that Matthew has been a challenge in the sleep department is an understatement (until you talk to someone who’s had a more difficult time with babies/toddlers and sleep, but it’s all relative).

It’s true that Matthew sleeps, usually uninterrupted, for 9-10.5 hours each night.  That’s a great thing!  But the truth is, 9-10.5 hours of sleep just isn’t enough for a kid his age (well, 10.5 hours is enough, but he rarely gets that much). He doesn’t go to bed until 8:45 and then I’m in his room until somewhere between 9:15 and 9:45.  I’d love to put him to bed at 8:30 and walk out after tucking him in, but I don’t think that’s in the cards for us.  He just isn’t ready to settle down at 8:30 unless he’s had no nap, which is not an option in this house.  He now wakes up between 7:00 and 7:45 each morning, which is a huge improvement from the recent days he’d wake up at 6:00.  Holy hell, those were hard mornings – and they lasted for months and months and months.  I am now awake before him which means I’m a rested, happy mom when he wakes up.  I make a point to rush to the hallway to get him (we keep a gate up so that he can’t accidentally fall down the stairs if he walks in his sleep) and I always flip on the lights and celebrate the morning.  When he was getting up at 6:00 AM, there was nothing to celebrate.  HA!

Just recently, Matthew started making bedtime a bit easier on his old mom.  Instead of laying with him for 30-60 minutes each night, that dropped down to 15-30 minutes each night.  I was more than happy with this, and honestly, I do love snuggling with him.  When he dropped down to only needing 15-30 minutes of my time, he also started shushing me when I’d try to sing to him.  I don’t remember the exact last time I sang to him, but I do know it was when B was out-of-town on one of his work trips.  I bet it was almost a month ago now.  That makes me sad, but again, I’m out of his room after no more than 30 minutes, so I’ll let the shushing slide!  The one thing that he’s been doing that bothers me, though, is pushing me aside after a snuggle or two.

Matthew loves to pull my arm over him and tuck it in really tight under his left shoulder.  He’ll turn onto his left side but I sure better keep that arm under him (not easy)!  If I move my arm – we start all over.  Lately though, he only lets me hold him for a bit before literally tossing my arm off of him while saying, “no!”  REJECTION!  He’ll go so far as pushing every part of me far away from him so that not even a finger of mine is touching him.  I was offended by this at first, but then thought, “are we on our way to him wanting to go to bed without me?”

Cue happiness.

And sadness.

I ignored the thought for a long time, only mentioning it once to B that maybe Matthew was moving in the direction of really putting himself to sleep.  This all started when he began napping in our bed – when prior to that – I had to rock him to sleep before putting him in the crib.  As I look back on it now, I’m thinking that moving him to our bed for naps, where I just sit next to him as he drifts off, started teaching him sleep independence.  Each and every nap gets easier, to the point that it doesn’t even matter what I put on the TV (super low volume) as long as it’s not a cartoon.  I keep it kid-friendly, but honestly, he doesn’t care anymore what’s on.  The minute the TV goes on with something that has to do with construction trucks (that’s my go-to theme), he settles down and drifts off within a few minutes.  Nap time has never been easier.

And now bed time is way easier.  Go figure!

So getting to the point of this post.  I only mentioned once to B that maybe Matthew was getting ready to go to bed by himself because of his independent actions each night.  I said that once we’re back from our Colorado trip after Christmas, that that’s when I’ll push the issue of getting him to go to sleep on his own.  The conversation was over with a plan in place.  But I kept wondering each and every night if I could have left the room earlier, after he rolled to his left side after tossing me aside.  But I’ve not had the guts to try.

Until tonight.

Last night, there was a bit of an accident in our house.  I had hung up some glass prints of Matthew from his 1-year-old session above his closet and they’ve been there for a month or so.  I hung them with temporary nails just to be sure on the spacing before putting the screws in the wall that came with the prints.  However, the nails seemed to work just fine and after opening and closing the closet doors several times to check stability, I figured the nails would work.  B came home from his trip to find the prints up and was OK with the nails since I said I tested them.  He did say that screws would be better, but meh, if nails work, they work.  They worked – until last night when I was getting clothes out of the closet for the next day and the biggest print (16 X 24 or so) fell on my face – splitting the bridge of my nose open.

It was a pain, and shock, like I’ve rarely known (much like when I took a water ski to my nose several summers ago) and I wasn’t even sure what had happened.  I just held my face and cried, literally cried, for B.  He told me not to look at it and to get dressed (I was in my jammies).  I listened to him and didn’t look until I heard him on the phone with someone, asking them to come to the house so he could take me to the ER for stitches.  Then I looked, and I sobbed some more.  My face, my face, my face!  I couldn’t stop sobbing.  HA!  Anyway, the neighbor ended up taking me to the ER (no stitches, just a butterfly bandage) leaving B at home with both boys – awake at bed time.

When I got home from the ER, B told me that he left Matthew in the room, resting but awake, because he was worried about Bryson.  WHAT?  He said that he stayed in bed.  WHAT?  He said that he didn’t cry.  WHAT?  He said that he watched on the monitor as he tossed and turned, but didn’t move from his pillow.  WHAT?  I chalked it up to it being B, and not his beloved mom, leaving Matthew and him being OK with it because, well, it wasn’t Mom.

But I also figured I’d give it a try tonight because if this was our window of opportunity to do this without a struggle, then why not try?

And try I did.

And I (we) succeeded.  I laid with Matthew for 10 minutes exactly (that gave him time to tuck my arms around him, and then toss them off of him!), tucked him in, said goodnight, and walked out.  Not a peep.  I quickly grabbed the monitor and saw his little eyes glowing in the night vision view.  But he didn’t move much, aside from a flip from side to side.  Within 20 minutes, he was asleep.

It was that easy!

How could I have not read the cues sooner (like a few weeks ago)?  Why did it take an emergency to figure out how to put my kid to bed?  I suppose it doesn’t matter – because all that matters is that for two nights in a row – Matthew has put himself to sleep without even attempting to get out of his bed!

I tried, and I succeeded!

(Unlike how I tried to securely hang those pictures, and failed.)

It took a painful injury to convince me that my son was ready to go to bed on his own!

It took a painful injury to convince me that my son was ready to go to bed on his own!

My hope is that this is my LAST post about Matthew’s sleep habits.  Let’s all cross our fingers!