Last night was hard.
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16mth old DS, who is a spirited co-sleeping boy, is a very frequent night nurser on his best night.  I have gotten used to not really discussing his sleep with anyone but DH, because I have grown weary of the looks and CIO lectures. To me, CIO seems weird and unnatural. Yet, every single person I know does it. Every one.
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We have been struggling since Xmas with molars but had a great night (for us) two nights ago. I thought maybe we were coming out of the woods. Is fatigue making me delusional??
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Last night he nursed and chewed and pinched and squirmed all. night. long. It was hard for me to stay patient, I am afraid to admit. I found myself gritting my teeth and whimpering "just...fall...to...sleep...oh...my....God!! Unlatch and go to sleep!!!" As I lay there, exhausted and defeated...my mind wandered. I started wondering if I have actually done him a disservice, as everyone I know IRL thinks. Every single person says things like, "he needs to sleep and you need to teach him. sleep training is so hard but it's what mothers need to do..." and on and on and on....in the middle of the night I decided that my thinking that he would one day sort out his sleep without CIO was the same kind of thinking that led me to fall for boys in college who had girlfriends back home...naive denial that only led to heartbreak every time.Â
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In the light of the morning, things are less dramatic, but as I sit here looking at his tired eyes, knowing we are in for a tough time today I find myself really longing for reassurance. And really there is no one to give me any. Just you all.Â
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Can any of you tell me that there is a light at the end of this tunnel? Please?












