Right now if you remember..we are in the midst of sleep training our son
who now has a toddler bed and loves to get in and out of
open his door and run out to play
instead of sleeping
so...
we got a baby gate..
and he would cry it out until he would get the point
and crawl back in bed and..
fall asleep
hallelujah!
Lately he's had good nights and bad nights when it comes to bed time
This night was one of those bad nights
It was a Sunday
He didn't take a nap this day
So when bedtime came around he was clearly ready
but of course he wanted to put up a fight
My poor son stood at his door
crying and begging for me to hold him
so of course
I caved..
Rocked him and
20 minutes later...
I don't want to forget this..
I actually started to cry
because I was thinking that one day
he will be too big..
one day
he will no longer need me to hold him
but this day
he wanted and needed his momma
and this is something I never ever
ever ever
want to forget
that's how i ALWAYS justify it when I decide to go in and lay down with Maeson/rock him to sleep...It's just so hard to resist their comfort and warmth! I know that's what he wants from me, and he doesn't even know he's giving me the same thing. <3
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