I have long since said that Reagan is going to be my strong-willed child. She is pretty determined and sure of what she wants, even at only 11 months old. In addition, the child is a monkey! She climbs everything. Just the other day, we were playing in Addison's room and Reagan discovered that she can climb into the chairs on Addison's little table and then use the chair to boost herself all the way up to the table. I turned for a few minutes to get something and I here Addison say, "Reagan!!! Mom, get that child down!". I turned back to discover that Reagan was STANDING in the middle of Addison's table!
Well, Reagan continues to be pretty terrible in the sleep department. She wakes generally 3 times a night, every 2-3 hours. She wants to be rocked and or feed each time. Yesterday, after I had taken her to the
dr. and found out for sure that her ears were clear, we decided that it was time to let her cry-it-out last night. We have tried this before, and she has proven to have great stamina.
Unfortunately something, such as sickness or travel always leads us to give in.
The first time she woke last night, was at 10:30, so since I was still awake, I went ahead and feed her. Then I went to sleep DETERMINED not to get her out of bed for at least 8
hours. No feedings, no rocking!!! At 2:00am she woke and the crying began. I went in a few times to make sure she had her
paci and to tell her to go night-night. The crying continued hard and loud for an hour and ten minutes. Somewhere around 3:15am it finally stopped.
I was so relieved, for a moment, then I heard it. What I was certain was the sound of
pacis banging on the bedroom door. My heart stopped. I told Tommy she was out and ran
down the hall. Sure enough. There she sat, just on the other side of her door, pounding on it to come out. THE CHILD CLIMBED OUT OF HER CRIB, at 11 months old. And, only then did she stop the crying. She appeared no worse for the wear, and needless to say, I rocked and fed her.
Will she ever sleep? Sometimes I wonder, and if I let myself think about it I can get really fearful about where this kind of will-power might take us in the future.