I am not sure how it happened, or when it happened, but HML is officially on strike. Apparently life is too short for sleep. She honestly didn't give us an option, she wasn't conforming to our routines, and fighting sleep all day. So this week we have put our best foot forward and started sleep training. We have chosen a very mild version of the 'cry it out' method, or in our case, the hyperventilate it out' method (sigh).
Exhibit A: As I write this, there is a screaming child in the next room, it's really heartbreaking :(
Intellectually, I know this needs to be done, but emotionally, it's super tough. It goes against everything that we have built over these last six months; nurture, comfort, safety, and warmth. Like a Queen, HML got everything she wanted, but there in-lies the problem. Almost immediately I was able to step back and see how important it is for parents to draw the line. HML obviously can't know what's good for her and recognizing when to teach the hard lesson (for both parent and child) is a first step towards responsible parenting.
Now, where is the Jack Daniels IV drip?
HML wanting to play all of the time and forgo sleep forever!
