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December 7, 2015
by mymommyology
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Moving Out, Settling Back In

The last few weeks have been nothing short of crazy.  After just a little over a year here in California, we moved out of our very first home…

Bye First Home!

Bye First Home!

…and into our new one.  Though it was also still within the state, a move is a move nonetheless.  It’s every bit of a major emotional whirlwind, and it takes its toll on everybody.

It’s fun and exciting, don’t get me wrong.  I’ve never put a house together from the ground up before, and I enjoyed the process.  I was happy to pick out counter tops and tiles and carpets.  I was lucky to have my cousin Bea and my friend Julia, both interior designers validate my our choices. 😉

Choices choices choices.

Choices choices choices.

Seeing it all come together is a pretty awesome thing too, and I like the fact that every corner of the house has our personal touch to it.

Like most things, we got the kids involved and let them pick out the color of their room.  Hopefully they will learn to sleep in it on their own soon.

Theory: If the girls pick their room, then they'd be more inclined to sleep there. Yes?

Theory: If the girls pick their room, then they’d be more inclined to sleep there. Yes?

They picked the theme of their bathroom too, and I was all but happy to execute.

They wanted a beach themed bathroom.

They wanted a beach themed bathroom.

Sam’s little fish from Art class will find a spot on the wall somewhere too.

Someday, I will sell this for a fortune. ;) I'm kidding it's priceless!

Someday, I will sell this for a fortune. 😉 I’m kidding it’s priceless!

The usual coat and storage closet on the ground floor was lobbied to be a “Cupboard under the Stairs”, in honor of Harry Potter.  So it’s actually turned into a second playroom on the ground floor (and at the moment, I can’t seem to find the floor).

Homework before Harry Potter decals.

Homework before Harry Potter decals.

My husband and I have never spent so much time matching rugs to throw pillows and figuring out cabinet and storage configurations.  He’s become a master at measuring and fitting things.  He has a note on his iPhone that tells him the dimensions of each piece of furniture we own.

It’s a crazy, time-consuming project.  Everyday after the day we closed, I would come to the house to check on the paint progress, or bring a carload of things to unload.  I had to schedule the whole house filter installation, and screen for landscapers, just to name a few.  And I find myself everyday, waiting for someone to deliver something.

I was also in all the home stores, both online and within the vicinity.  In and out with shopping bags and receipts, and then back again to make returns.  Thank goodness for the return policies.  My husband is a visual person, and he has to see it in place first before he can decide if he likes it or not.  I think he’s returned two TVs and several receivers already, and is about to return again this next one.

On Left: My coffee date with our plumber. On right: I'm buddies now with the geek squad.

On Left: My coffee date with our plumber. On right: I’m buddies now with the Geek Squad.

Moving is stressful on its own, what more when you throw in the kids. It’s actually more stressful because of the kids.

Sam had a lot of questions about why we had to move again, and why she had to switch schools.  She became more emotionally charged than usual; not the easiest thing to deal with.  When we’d see her friends from a play date, she’d give me a hard time about leaving.  And she started sleeping late, waking up in the middle of the night, and waking up early.  She was skipping lunch too (I suppose maximizing play time with her new friends).  Clearly, she wasn’t getting enough rest and attention.

Jamie, who loves her weekly gymnastics class and couldn’t wait to leave my side, suddenly started crying when I’d drop her off and tell her teacher she wanted me.  Her school teacher also called concerned, because it seemed Jamie wasn’t her usual self at school and couldn’t do anything alone.  Suddenly she needed me to do everything with her, just when I didn’t have any more time to spare from trying to get the house in order.

I tried to keep their routines as normal as possible, but even though I’m sure my stress vibes were seeping through, and the kids were imploding.  Their emotions were probably just about as jumbled up as I felt — except I have more body mass and fat for it to spread across for me not to self-destruct.

Getting all that done on top of the daily concerns was the hardest part of all.  My list of things to do never got shorter, and there was always so much more after.  The girls’ still needed breakfast and lunch for school everyday, but I couldn’t find the time to cook, or get groceries.  So for a while they were eating take-out and canned goods, and I remembering feeling very unsettled about it.

Last November 21, the movers came with the big stuff, and we finally settled into the new home.  We used the Thanksgiving holiday to hibernate, purchase Black Friday deals, and get 80% of the house in order.

Yay! We did it! Now where did the garage go.

Yay! We did it! Now where did the garage go.

We managed to bring out the Christmas stuff too!

But of course, Two Tots! :)

But of course, Two Tots! 🙂

And almost three weeks later here we are, in our new state of normalcy.

I noticed the girls re-adjusting again, slowly.  They can find things now, and they’re re-establishing their sense of independence, and getting their bearings in this new environment.  Jamie’s teachers have noted a positive improvement again at school (whew!) and Sam is a little less moody.  Plus, the girls get an extra 20 minutes of much-needed sleep every morning too since we’re much nearer school.

Altogether, it’s quite the experience.  Apart from pre-CANA, I recommend soon-to-be married couples to put a whole house together first too, before tying the knot.  😉  While my husband and I have moved together several times before, it was always to a place that we’d rent.  There wasn’t really much feeling of permanence, or like it was our own, and so it didn’t matter as much if things didn’t match, or didn’t fit right.

This time though we know its ours, so there’s a more personal stake in making it look, feel and be the home we want it to be.  I’m hoping this one will be more permanent and long-term (he took out a loan too – so we’re in debt for life!).  Also, after seeing the toll it took on my kids, I don’t think I can do another big move again. 

It’s a new community and even our neighbors are just moving in.  Everyone is starting on a clean slate so to speak.  Getting to know the neighbors is the next step in the plan.  Some are in the same grade level as Sam, and it would be nice for her to walk to school and back with them every now and then.

They say it’s never too late to learn something new.  In the last few months, it’s all been a whole new ball game for me.  But it is what it is, and like anything in life, it’s what we make of it.  Amidst all the crazy, the chaos and the mess, there’s a peaceful refreshing feeling about starting again.

November 4, 2015
by mymommyology
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#TrailingSpouseStories: The Trailing Spouse Twilight Zone

Welcome to the very last #TrailingSpouseStories blog crawl. This last time, we all give our final words about the entire trailing spouse journey.   Scroll down to view the other Trailing Spouse’s stories.  I dedicate this post to a member of my extended family, who is, was and will again be — the ultimate Trailing Spouse!  You know who you are! 😉

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The last few months have been a little crazy, to say the least.  I feel like I’ve been swallowed up in some parallel “trailing spouse” universe and suddenly my time isn’t my own.  Well, it is, isn’t it (But then again with two kids, it never really was, right?) 😉  Hence, the trailing spouse’s version of a twilight zone.

I started this trailing spouse journey in 2008, and there began the self-taught lessons of surviving home away from home and parenting away from home.  You’d think that seven years later, someone like me would’ve gotten the hang of it already.

Apparently not!

In the last few months, I’ve learned and experienced some things I’d never experienced in my trailing spouse life. Continue Reading →

August 20, 2015
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Insights from LifeScience’s Food Intolerance Test

Part of our most recent trip back to Manila was reconnecting with friends and clients, and clients turned friends. 🙂  Near our home was the new office of my friend Kaiz.  I paid him a visit (also to deliver the cookies his wife Michelle ordered from Sam. 😉 ) and took a tour of the facility.

The entrance to the facility on the 8th floor.

The entrance to the facility on the 8th floor.

His new office, LifeScience, is a Center for Wellness and Preventive Medicine.  Some may have heard of it before as it has been around for a while now.

Borrowed photo from RAPPLER.COM because I wasn't able to take an inside shot myself!

Borrowed photo from RAPPLER.COM because I wasn’t able to take an inside shot myself!

I loved the hotel feel of it, it wasn’t a cold medical clinic at all.  And all their technology looked like the most current I’ve ever seen.  LifeScience’s focus is on over-all health more than just aesthetics.  They have a program that determines what your health goals are and they will conduct tests, do consultations with the doctors, nutritionists and fitness experts that are all on their team, and even create your own special mix of vitamins and neutraceuticals that cater to your specific unique needs. That’s very impressive (it beats buying the generic ones outside any day!).  Kaiz himself has been on his own program and says he’s lost a ton of weight from it.

At the end of my tour, he handed me a form and turned me over to a nurse to draw blood — for my Food Intolerance Test.  Say what?!

"It's just an Ant bite" is what I tell my kids. Uh-huh.

“It’s just an Ant bite” is what I tell my kids. Uh-huh.

“Oh, you mean what I’m allergic to,” I said.

And so I learned my first valuable insight — that allergies are often misconstrued for intolerance, and the two were not (are not) the same thing.  In my mind, the simple explanation is this:  When you’re allergic to something, your body reacts immediately upon the ingestion of the food and it’s potentially life-threatening.  When you’re intolerant to something, your body will react but you won’t necessarily die (Wonderful).  You can also be intolerant to more than one thing at the same time, so you don’t know what the real cause is.  An allergy is usually one identified source, like shellfish for instance.

Here's the poster on the wall.

Here’s the poster on the wall.

As Kaiz says, it all starts with our gut.  Everything we eat passes through our intestines.  And the food that we’re intolerant to builds up as gunk, and causes our intestines to inflame.  That in turn causes our body to react.  That’s why there’s bloating, constipation, diarrhea, IBS, skin problems, headaches, weight control problems, itchiness, etc.  The list goes on.  It sometimes even presents itself as fatigue.  My theory is that your body is working harder to process these foods and therefore isn’t working as efficiently as it should.

It made so much sense to me because I do feel and experience most of the symptoms in the poster.

Eight days after the blood draw I came back for my consultation.  I saw a doctor, a nutritionist and a fitness expert all in one sitting.  I got a full body scan too with their Body Composition Analyzer, which showed me exactly how my body was “broken down”, so to speak.

The doctor taking me through my Body Composition Analyzer.

The doctor taking me through my Body Composition Analyzer.

Over-all, my BMI and Fat Mass was still within the normal range, although they were on the high side.  And my Metabolic Age reflected that of a 41-yr old.  YIKES.  I also have more fat in my upper body and the muscle mass “balance” showed I tend to use my right side more than my left.  I have scoliosis after all and so I’m definitely imbalanced.

And then we talked about my Food Intolerance Test results.

Everything in RED and YELLOW I'm supposed to remove from my diet.

Everything in RED and YELLOW I’m supposed to remove from my diet.

Surprise surprise — I’m intolerant to most of the food that I eat!

The doctor said that weight loss (which I declared as my main goal) would be harder if I kept eating these foods, despite any calorie counting.

In the carbohydrates group, corn surprised me the most.  And here I thought I was already eating healthy!  The cheeses I’d need to limit to mozzarella and those made with buffalo’s milk (ie Kesong Puti — that’s hard to come by here!).  The milk and hazelnut results were also quite surprising.  I love Hazelnut coffee, and I put non-fat milk in it too.  It’s no wonder I get queasy after just one cup (and I’ve already limited myself to one cup a day).

As I scanned through my results, I felt bad!

I came home and looked at the ref, and realized this was all I could eat for dinner. Hmph.

I came home and looked at the ref, and realized this was all I could eat for dinner. Hmph.

I felt overwhelmed.  Where do I start?  Most of what I like, I can’t have.  Even some of the usual substitutes like Soy or Oats, and some Beans aren’t options.  So what now?

I have to look at the things that are green.  These are the ones I can eat.  So it means, I need to get creative.

What happens if I follow this diet?  Strictly speaking, in 6 weeks the weight loss and the change in energy levels are evident.  And if you eat any of them after that “cleanse” then you’ll know how it directly affects your body.  I can say that much for cola.  I’d stopped taking it in my attempt to diet for my brother’s wedding, and one jet-lagged morning I had it with potato chips.  Boy did my stomach hurt!

It took me a while to fully absorb my intolerance test results and make concrete changes.  One thing’s for sure, it’s okay to take it slow.  The term they use in Girl Scouts is PROGRESSION.  So I try to follow that mantra week after week, and I don’t kill myself if I take two steps back on some days.

As each week goes by, I slowly remove one item at a time.  I now drink brewed coffee with a non-dairy creamer and cane sugar.  And surprisingly, I don’t have that queasy feeling anymore.  I’ve cut out the rice in my meals, decreased the bread, and started exploring the gluten-free aisles in the supermarket.

I used to skip over this aisle. Not anymore.

I used to skip over this aisle. Not anymore.

My recent purchase included a bag of quinoa which I had with Maga’s Kitchen Tuyo the other day (Maga’s Kitchen ingredients are all on the “ok” list), Couscousand dried apples and coconuts as snack.  Not my usual fare, but it’s a start.

After three weeks of trying it, I recently put some french fries into my stomach (how can you not with kids around), and I didn’t feel too well after.  At the very least I’m learning not to like some of the food that I once frequented.

I need to figure out what I can eat for breakfast though as oats, granola and yogurt are off my list.  The kids usually have bread, pancakes and cheese, and I end up eating what they don’t finish (for the life of me, I can’t let good food go to waste).  I know that doesn’t do me any favors, but it’s what’s there.

It’s frustrating to say the least — when I go into the grocery aisle I need to read all of the ingredients on the packs, or think about what I can substitute for some of the regular stuff.  My girls have specific favorites and I also don’t want to cook much more outside of what I already make for the family.  I realize it’s a prioritization exercise.  I determine which ones I’m willing to let go of first, and which “intolerances” I will tolerate for a longer period.  Like chocolates.  And wine.  Oh, most definitely wine. 😉

And I am slowly teaching my kids to eat healthier too (I hope).  Apparently, food intolerance can also be hereditary.  I don’t know for sure, but Jamie gets constipated with too much cheese and ice cream, or bloated after a bowl of rice.  Sam complains of a tummy ache too when she eats certain foods.  So it’s definitely a watch out point, and something I’d consider doing for my kids in the future.

It’s definitely a process.  And it has to work together with a whole system of exercise, sleep, diet and kids eating the food on their plate.  Awareness they say is always the first step.  Consistency is a good next goal.  And hopefully the positive lifestyle change will follow soon enough. 🙂

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To learn more about what LifeScience can offer you, visit their website: Lifescience.PH

They’re also available on social media:  Facebook, Instagram and Twitter:  @LifeSciencePhil.  

 

 

August 18, 2015
by mymommyology
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To Renew or Not To Renew Our Disney Annual Passes

When we arrived in California my in-laws gifted us with Disneyland Annual Passes.  It’s almost been a year since and it’s just about time for us to renew them…. or maybe not.

My husband and I have been going back and forth with this decision for a while now and we get the question from friends.  Here are some of the reasons why we’d choose to renew the passes, and why we think we could do without them for the time-being.

Why Renew?

Because it’s Disneyland!  How lucky are we to live so close to the Happiest Place on Earth?  The kids never tire of it because it’s always a different experience when we go.  Despite the number of times we’ve been there in the last twelve months, they “haven’t lost the magic” so to speak.  It still excites them.

The girls with Maga when she came to visit.

The girls with Maga when she came to visit.

The annual passes also allow us a pressure-free visit each time.  Sometimes we spend the day in just one “land”, and sometimes we see only the shows and meet the characters.  When the lines are long for one particular ride, there’s the luxury of just coming back another time when the park isn’t so crowded.

It makes for instant, ultra fun playdates.  Several of our good friends and their families have annual passes too, and it’s fun to go together.  As another co-parent of mine said, it beats going to the mall over the weekend.

We’ve celebrated birthdays there as well.  Being with friends at Disney is definitely a whole different kind of fun than just being there with your family (all the time), and again — how many people get to do that on a regular basis?

Jamie's birthday celebration was at Disney with friends and family!

Jamie’s birthday celebration was at Disney with friends and family!

Also, going with other people adds to the different experiences, because some will take note of things you don’t, or do things you wouldn’t think of doing.  One of Sam’s friends got her to go on Big Thunder Ranch for the first time and she loved it.  Another recommended the Radiator Springs Ride (which we’d never have thought to try because of the impossible lines!  The Fast Passes run out pretty quick too) — and it’s become our absolute favorite.

Clockwise from Top: Sam with friends on Soarin' over California; Sam, Jamie and friends meet Anna and Elsa; Sam's first time on Big Thunder Railroad was with her friend. :)

Clockwise from Top Right: Sam with friends on Soarin’ over California; Sam, Jamie and friends meet Anna and Elsa; Sam’s first time on Big Thunder Railroad was with her friend. 🙂

There’s always something new in Disneyland.   From a marketing perspective, Disney is an awesome brand.  It keeps current, so no matter how many times you’ve watched the same show, or see the same characters, the jokes are updated.  The cast members and staff stay in character too, and they react based on the latest from that particular sub-brand or Princess.

Even when things go wrong, there’s a magical story behind it.  One time the Finding Nemo submarine sprung a leak and while waiting for them to fix it, the girls asked the staff what had happened.  They said that “Bruce got carried away and bit the ship.”  You should’ve seen them, they hung on every word!

I’m quite impressed at how Disney times the release of their merchandise too, and how they inject the “new” into their tried and true activities.  Just recently they added the Inside Out Pre-Parade over at California Adventure, and so of course, despite watching the parade about a hundred times now, we still made it a point to go see just that. 

At the moment they’re running their Paint the Night Parade at the main Disneyland Park — I’d say it’s one of their most awesome parades yet.  The quality of the experience is unparalleled.

Really a must-see.

Now this is really a must-see!

So, should we even ask…

Why Shouldn’t We Renew?

It’s Expensive.  Even with the Annual Pass renewal discount and monthly payment scheme, Disney admittedly is expensive.  And the prices go up every year (I do suppose it’s because they’re in such high demand).  It’s a major motivation as to why we feel we need to go a lot — to maximize its value.  Rather than spend and explore another theme park or another museum, we know we already have these passes, and therefore we should use them.  Again and again.

We’re also at that point in our lives where we need to prioritize where to spend the money (I haven’t found a way to grow money trees yet).  We’re soon  moving homes, and the girls are venturing into other activities this fall, so every penny counts.

It doesn’t help either that when we’re in Disney, Jamie likes to shop.  And she has daddy wrapped around her little finger, so she walks away with something new (and expensive), almost every time.  Yes, it’s all dad’s doing. 😉

One of Jamie's many conquests. They did say she looks like Boo in pigtails.

One of Jamie’s many conquests. They did say she looks like Boo in pigtails.

It’s Time (and Energy) Consuming.  Going to the Disney Parks takes up a lot of  time.  No matter how short or long we stay, at the end of it I’m exhausted.  Getting from the car to the tram with the stroller and the two girls, walking, carrying, holding them and the sunblock or the jackets, or the snacks and water bottles… well, you understand.

Then of course there are the rides.  At some point, there’s always a line to contend with.  And even without the lines, there’s the ride itself.  I’ll admit that while I can still stomach these rides, the muscles in my body tighten for one reason or another, and THAT, on top of everything else, is very tiring too.

Exhibit A: Space Mountain. I think my face says it all.

Exhibit A: Space Mountain. I think my face says it all.

For the kids, it’s great and they sleep like babies at night.  I on the other hand, have other chores to finish when we get home.  So the exhaustion doesn’t help at all.

Jamie’s Height.  Then there’s the “tiny” fact that Jamie isn’t tall enough to ride some rides yet.  While Sam gets the better deal of it and rides twice (Read: switch pass), Jamie and I stay at side waiting.

Our other default is to sit and watch the Soundsational parade or the Pixar Play Parade, depending on which park we’re in.  And while it’s Jamie’s cup of tea, the people beside probably think I’m crazy since I can sing (and dance) the whole parade from start to finish (Maybe I’ve seen it too many times ey…).

I still love it that she gets giddy over the parade though!

I still love it that she gets giddy over the parade though!

It’ll probably be another year or two before she’s tall enough, and then she’d need to muster up the courage for the thrill attractions.

There you have it my friends.  Equal weight across the pros and cons.  If you were in our shoes and you only had just a few more days to decide, what would you do? 

Will you say hello, or say goodbye to the mouse and the magic? ;)

Will you say hello, or say goodbye to the mouse and the magic? 😉

I’d love to hear your thoughts!

August 16, 2015
by mymommyology
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Sleep Training Series Part 4: Sleeping Independently

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything on Sleep Training, precisely because not much has changed in three years with respect to our sleeping habits.

The girls still both sleep in our bed.

We still have this whole ritual of “bath, bed and book” before we say our prayers, turn off the lights and turn on the sleepy music.  But they still require my presence in the room; specifically in between them both with arms wrapped around them.  Yes, I’ve turned into a lovey.

Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the snuggle time and the late night conversations.   I’m well aware they are fleeting but sometimes, I really just need a breather.  My focus and all my energy during the day are already dedicated to them and the home:  what they need, what they eat, their daily activities, the chores, etc.  There’s not much else I do for myself apart from the occasional bathroom breaks.

Also, sometimes I’m just too exhausted that I fall asleep when my head hits the pillow, and so much is left undone.  Usually the time I use to work is when they’re all in bed — and that hasn’t been happening very often lately because I turn into sleeping Snoring Beauty — as my fellow Two Tots Moms like to call it.

But it is also exhausting to have the girls in my bed.  My sleep is nowhere near restful, since they both squish up to me and when I wake up I have anywhere from a foot to half of their bodies on different parts of mine.  It’s no wonder I wake up tired every morning.

This is a typical sleep pattern, according to my Fitbit.

This is a typical sleep pattern, according to my Fitbit. Yeeesh!

Sam is the one who clings to me when bedtime rolls around, and as the older sibling, she sets the tone for Jamie too.  She’s always asking what it is I have to do and why I can’t lie down and sleep with between them just yet.  I’ve tried every gentle measure I could think of and every kind of positive reinforcement to get this habit to change.  I’m short of bribing her to sleep with toys and chocolates (I haven’t gone that far!).

Luckily enough, I didn’t have to.  Thanks to Girl Scouts!

Two weekends ago our Girl Scout troop scheduled an overnight camping at one of their program centers.  It was basically a facility with a fenced-in backyard, and our troop leader said if our daughter wanted to go and it was her first time, then we moms had to go too.  They didn’t want to have to call us in the middle of the night if our girls came out crying asking for us.

Of course, when it comes to Girl Scouts (and earning a badge), Sam is 200% all in.

I prepped her as best as I could for this day, and that meant trying to fall asleep without me at night.  I didn’t want to force her but she really wanted to go camping, and so while it seemed like she was torn about it, every night she would try.  She’d definitely succeed, because by the time she’s settled and the questions have stopped, it only takes her a few minutes and then she’s out like a light.  She definitely doesn’t do it without a lengthy repeated discussion though.

She was excited about the trip and sleeping with her friends, and we tried to focus on that.  I involved her when we packed her overnight bag and chose her sleeping bag.  I even taught her to bathe herself, just in case.  We kept it as part of our regular conversations with friends and she seemed excited and determined to try.

On the day of the trip the girls set up their own tent and got to choose who they’d sleep with.

We're all learning to set up a tent.

We’re all learning to set up a tent.

 

Sam seemed fine and it looked like she would be able to do it.  The whole day she stayed with her friends and did the activities.  Then at night, she said good night to me and walked away with her friends while I stayed inside and prepared my own bed.

Jamie stayed with me and said good night to her Ate.

Jamie stayed with me and said good night to her Ate.

My first reaction was relief.  FINALLY!  Maybe this was the next step we needed.  Thoughts about reviving the topic of sleeping in their own room came flooding back.  And for a first time attempt for a night out with friends in a strange unfamiliar place, she was doing really well.  I was proud; this was a huge, huge deal!

And then of course, the mixed feelings washed over me and I suddenly got sentimental.  I missed my big little baby.  I don’t remember my parents ever allowing me to sleep away from home and in a tent at that.

I’ve to admit, it’s moments like these when I want to trade in a good night’s sleep and the undone chores and keep them in my bed for longer.

That lasted for a few hours because the fatigue I was accustomed to set in.  Sam had trouble falling asleep, and I had to go up to her tent twice to talk to her.  We eventually made a deal that if in an hour’s time she wasn’t able to fall asleep, I’d finally take her inside with me to bed so we could both get some rest.  At that point, I was more than happy to accept she wasn’t ready to sleep away from me, in a tent or otherwise, and maybe moving into her own room would be more traumatic than beneficial for either of us.  But, (And I think it was because there was a badge involved…) Sam asked to try one last time.

Photo Credit: Patti

Photo Credit: Patti

Our troop leader came in shortly after and said Sam finally dozed off so I didn’t go back outside.  It was a good thing too because my airbed failed me and I ended up on the hard concrete floor (ouch!).

I woke up the next morning and I found her up and playing with her tent mates.  I estimated she got a total of 6 hours of sleep at best, half of what she’s used to.  She was in good spirits though for having accomplished what she did.  Her tent mates did a good job too of helping her through it and gave her the positive reinforcement she needed to stay and not ask for mom.

Happy chatter in the wee hours of the morning.

Happy chatter in the wee hours of the morning.

So we survived, and there was no crying from either of us ;).  And ever since then, Sam has gone to bed with less of a fuss.  She asks me to stay a while, and eventually she’ll let me leave and will quietly fall asleep with just Jamie beside her.  When my evening’s done, I still crawl into bed between them.  It’s a happy compromise for now.  Some nights still aren’t that restful, but I’ll take the small wins where I can get them.  At the very least, we’re making progress, one baby step at a time.

The Moral of the Story:  When you need to sleep-train your child, sign them up for Girl Scouts. 😉

 

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