Nap-time today was ROUGH. Stella was not interested in sleeping by herself and only wanted to be held. She asked to "snuggle" and to "sleep on the couch." It was so sad and pathetic, but I held my ground and insisted that she sleep in her bed. I'm not sure if she is struggling because she no longer has her paci, if she is used to be snuggled because she was snuggled SOOO much when we were in Ohio for Christmas, or if she just doesn't feel well. I'd imagine that it is a combination of all those things. Anyway, her crying was more than just a few trickling tears. She was sobbing, unable to catch her breath, and it broke my heart. Ultimately, I "won" the battle and she ended up calmly resting in her crib, but only after I hovered over her crib and rubbed her back for quite some time.
After she got up from her nap (on my terms), I continuously reminded her that she was going to sleep in her own bed that night. She kept saying, "No way, Mommy!" Needless to say, I was very nervous come bedtime because I didn't want her to feel that sad again. When it was time to go to bed, we went through her normal routine, read her favorite books, and sang her favorite songs. Then I asked her if she was ready to go to bed. With a quiver in her voice she said, "Yes." I put her in her crib and she looked up at me with the saddest face and said, "Mommy, door open." Never has she EVER slept with her door open. She's never asked for it to be open and we've never left it open. The fact that she made this request entirely on her own made me realize how fast she is growing. Maybe STELLA is suffering from paci regression, but I think I'm the one suffering from the separation anxiety.....
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