One of the funniest things to wake up to is when that same child suddenly smiles and says, "Hi, Mommy. What are you doing?" and then plants a big, sloppy, wet kiss on your face.
The above scenario happened no less than eight times over the course of the last three nights. When we decided to start sleep training our eight month old this last Friday, I never imagined that the kid that would keep me up all night would be Trent rather than the baby!
We anticipated that it was going to be a rough few nights and because Trent and Jagger's rooms are connected by a bathroom, we knew that we were going to have to move Trent into our room for a few nights so that the baby's crying didn't wake him up. So, we blew up a mattress and moved every single one of Trent's 20 stuffed animals into our room. We put the baby down in his own room and he did great. He woke up around midnight and cried for 27 minutes (yes, I timed it. I was going to live tweet about it because when we trained Trent, it was quite funny but the first night was very uneventful, therefore, not funny in the slightest) before he fell back asleep. For the next forty-five minutes, he would cry for a few minutes, then sleep for a few minutes. After that, he slept through the night. Occasionally, he did do that annoying loud foot thumping where he brings his legs to his chest and slams them back down repeatedly but he never really cried again.
Trent however, talked and talked and talked. Not only did he chat while we were trying to get to sleep but that kid talks a lot during his sleep! When he wasn't talking or sleeping, Trent was staring at me while I slept. I have no clue how long he stared at me before that creepy feeling washed over me and I opened my eyes to see his funny face staring at me. After nearly having a heart attack, I couldn't help but laugh when Trent would just smile at me and tell me he wanted to cuddle. I can rarely resist a cuddle even if it is in the middle of the night. Apparently, neither can Mark...
Here is Jagger after his first night in his room...a happy little man as usual. Please excuse his hair! It is out of control as usual. Trent kept referring to him as a peacock!
And this is just funny because his puff looks like buck teeth :)
Jagger did even better Saturday night; he only cried for about ten minutes. Yet again, Trent was a chatty little cuddle monster who repeatedly left his bed in our room to stare at and try to cuddle with me. On a side-note, Trent did embarrass my husband quite a bit Saturday afternoon. Mark took Trent on a man errand to this little country feed/hunting store to try to find weed killer. While there, Trent spotted an elephant figurine. Apparently, Trent pointed to it and announced loud enough for the entire store to hear that the elephant had a "humongous weiner." He was referring to its tail. Mark tried to tell him it was a tail but Trent kept correcting him by telling Mark what he thought it was :)
Second night:
Being that Jagger was doing so well, we moved Trent back into his room last night. Jagger cried for about 3 minutes while Trent kept me up for over two hours! First, he peed in his bed so he and the bed needed to be changed. Then, he kept wanting to cuddle. I hadn't taken his bed down in our room so after he came in and woke me up for a third time, I tossed him on the blow up mattress and cuddled with him there. After I finally got him to sleep, I quietly snuck back into my bed when the grumpiest dog alive, Buster, started barking uncontrollably and woke the entire house up for the day.
The joys of being a mother! I am bound and determined to keep Trent in his bed tonight! Right now, however, I need to wrangle my nudist child back into his clothes...again. This kid kills me! Especially when we were in the grocery store the other day and he spotted lobsters, which he gets quite excited about. Here is the video...
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