So I'm sure this probably belongs in the 'Boo Hoo Room', but to be completely honest, I'm worried I'll get the flippant comments from those that don't choose to Co-Sleep / Gentle Parenting. I need to cry to those that understand a bit better...
Last night, Savannah was really pushing my patience. Every 20 minutes she was waking. Worst part was I knew dinner was almost ready, and of course in my tired-I'm-an-idiot state of mind, I didn't want to eat a cold dinner. Savannah was just lying there happily beside me, eyes closed but feet twitching - I was getting stressed out with every minute that passed.
In the end, dinner was served, I had been in there for half an hour and she still wasn't asleep so I just got up. She sat up as I left, cried a bit and I walked out to the table and flicked the monitor off. I vented to DH that I just needed 5 minutes peace. I had planned to eat my dinner and go straight back in - and goodness knows I was going to shovel the dinner in and not enjoy it at all anyway.
After 1 minute (probably less), I turned the monitor back on and all was quiet. I relaxed a bit and ate my dinner, which of course I didn't even enjoy, and assumed she had fallen asleep.Then it occurred to me what if she hadn't fallen asleep and was just in there, quiet but upset? The Science of Parenting and all those horrible stress chemicals pouring over her brain played on my mind and eventually I went in.
She sat bolt upright and wrapped her arms so tight around my neck I couldn't breath. I lied down with her. After another 15 minutes or so I thought she was asleep, snuck out of the bed and went to leave the room. As I was shutting the door however, she lifted her head to look at me. "Oh crap" I thought as I shut the door...
... but...
... no noise.
No crying, no nothing. And that's how it stayed until I ended up going to bed later that night - later than usual too I might add. Both DH and I thought this was a great step forward and perhaps the beginning of "the change".
So fast forward to tonight. We go through the bed time routine and I put her down to sleep. Almost immediately she is asleep, no surprise given she only had one nap (now a normal thing) which ended at 11am this morning and bedtime was 5pm.
As always, she woke after half an hour and I went and resettled her. Most nights this is the end of it for a couple of hours, but tonight looked to be a repeat of last night's waking constantly. 15 minutes later, she was back awake.
Queue the guilt trip.
I decided that if she could do it last night, she could do it tonight. I stayed for 10 minutes.... then left. She cried. The crying lasted maybe two minutes if that. More like 45 seconds, but it just seemed so much longer. Eventually she quietened.
On and off for the next 10 minutes she whimpered, quietened, grizzled, quietened, etc. Eventually when she started to ramp up again I went back in. I lied her down, and lied down beside her - she was happy to just have me there and her eyes started to droop. 10 minutes later I think she's almost asleep and I sneak out. Again I get as far as the door before she realises and gets upset.
I'm frustrated. I loudly say "Go to sleep!" as I walk away. 30 seconds of crying and then nothing... quiet. I hear a funny noise through the monitor (probably a cough, but of course now I'm paranoid) and stand by the door waiting for some sort of noise to tell me she's ok. Nothing. Dead silence.
I slooooooowly and carefully open the door and stick my head in. Belly down, half way down the bed, asleep. I sneak back out.
So this is a good thing, right? This is what they call "self settling" yes? She put herself to sleep without me even being in the room. Yes there was a bit of crying, but I'm talking maybe 30 seconds of it, the rest just on and off grizzling. There was no screaming - a few loud cries, but certainly no screaming. I wouldn't even put it in the same country as controlled crying, let alone category.
So why... why am I absolutely riddled with guilt that I can't even think about food (given it's almost 7pm)? Such guilt that I am wanting to ball my eyes out? Why do all I want to do now is brush my teeth and go crawl into bed with her for the night? Isn't her being asleep what I wanted to have so I could "enjoy" my night? So why am I suddenly wanting to be right by her side?
Why...?
(Sorry for venting here girls. I just needed to voice how I'm feeling at the moment because DH, as loving as he is, just doesn't "get" it, and no a drink won't fix it (diet coke, not alcohol) )

