Counting sheep

If you've followed this blog at all you may have read about my adventures in sleep training. I wrote about it quite a bit in the beginning, such as here, here, here, here and here. [Wow, I didn't realize I wrote about it that much!] Anyway, even though Indy has been sleeping through the night since about 6 months, we have never had a night or a nap where he doesn't cry before falling asleep. It could be for 5 minutes or 25 minutes, but there was always some crying.

Until now. For the past week or so our routine has been changed up a bit when I realized how much Indio loves to hear me sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, especially at bedtime. [The fact that he likes my singing in itself is pretty amazing!] No matter how much squawking he was doing, it only took a few notes to calm him down. And then it happened. I was singing and swaying with my little boy in my arms and I attempted to put him in his crib like every other night, prepared for the onslaught of protests I am so used to. Only this time it was silent [except for the last off-key verse of Twinkle Twinkle]. Indio was in his crib, awake, staring back at me with those big brown eyes, just watching. No crying. No screaming. Nothing.

I slowly backed out of the room, still singing, and shut the door, convinced the screeching would begin. But no, it was still quiet. By the time I got downstairs to turn on our video monitor, he was asleep.

After months of wondering if he would ever go to sleep happy, I think we may have finally crossed that bridge. Two days of no crying so far, so I'm not holding my breath just yet, but it's a good start.