Today was the first day I had to put Riley down for a nap myself without nursing her. We had a normal morning, a relatively calm first nap experience and afternoon. I was dreading putting her down without nursing.
I wished the clock would stop ticking. When the time came you would have thought I was having a route canal without anesthesia. I anticipated world class melt down. I wasn't sure how to handle things now that we'd established the nurse, rock and read go to crib read and then nap routine. I was overthinking it.
In the moment I just hoisted her right into the crib read her a book rubbed her back for a minute or so and walked out. She didn't even cry for a full minute it was amazing.
Riley got a hand-me-down dump truck from Mike's co-worker today. She walked (yes walked) all over the living room pushing it and saying "ssssssssssss." I told her trucks say "Vroom", but she shook her head at me. I think she thinks everything makes a whooshing flying sound. Silly girl.
Emboldened by our nap time triumph I decided she wasn't getting any attention overnight at all. I didn't come to this decision lightly or quickly. We tried only offering water after midnight and than only going in every other time, etc It was just time. I got through the baby's bedtime routine. I gave her extra kisses and hugs. Then I steeled myself up for a long night. It was so emotional, but she didn't cry for more than 5min before herself back to sleep at any point all night. In the morning I was aglow with accomplishment and aching with engorgement.
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