Today I went to the GI specialist for Samuel and the only thing I really heard was that it was looking good. He’s super healthy and they told me I was doing everything I could.  He was a little angel and only cried when poked and prodded.  Friends, I think I have a real baby.

I dunno when it happened but someone replaced my wild, screaming banshee of a child and replaced it when an angel.

We even took him to my niece’s highschool graduation and he was the best behaved and happiest baby there.

photographic evidence of his good behavior

It does this Mama’s heart good to see her baby no longer in pain.

Next project, sleep. I know it’s my job to make sure he is a healthy sleeper, but I’ve had so many theories and ideas about infant sleep that I don’t know what to think.  My pediatrician tried to force Ferber on me, but I was near tears when it came down to bedtime.  My husband recognized that this was not best for anyone and rescued us.  I love Sears and had been doing the “parenting” my child to sleep with nursing.  This however has had disastrous consequences for my husband who will be in charge of bed time when I go back to work. I read Tracey Hogg, but I just couldn’t get behind her so much. It seemed a little harsh.  I’m a mess. Anyone have any infant sleep thoughts?

"I'm a terrible sleeper"

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