CIO

After days, weeks and perhaps even months of sleepless nights, Michael and I did the only think left we could think to do...let them Cry It Out. It worked when Parker was little, when the girls were babies (smaller babies), so we figured it's gotta work now. The getting up several times in the middle of the night just sucked. I'd like to tell you it was due to the toddler bed move, but in reality, the move didn't change things at all. It was bad long before that.

So on night one (last night), Dad was on duty for two reasons. I can't do CIO. I start to CIO myself after 10 or 15 minutes of them crying. Dad has always been the tough love guy. The guy with the heart of stone. He can handle anything. Even if he was up until 1am working and even if he had to get up with them this morning. Which leads to the second reason I wasn't around...I sleep in the back on nights where I go to the gym at O' Dark Thirty, which is 5:30am. Boot Camp at the Y starts at 5:30 sharp and if you are late they make you do more pushups.

But I digress...

As reported this morning by a very sleepy looking husband, Eli woke up once around 10, whined for a while and then went back to sleep. Miranda, kept up her reputation of being delightful during the day and pure evil at night, by waking up around midnight and screaming her frickin head off for 30 minutes. But, with the monitor, Michael was able to see that she was still in bed, still with her blanket, still covered up. So she was on her own. Sorry toots. After her screamfest, she fell asleep and didn't wake up until 6:15 when Eli thought it was time to get up, something she indicated by getting out of the bed and trying to open the door. :)