August 22nd, 2009
Boy howdy, you don’t realize how dependent you have become on a routine until that routine changes. We’re at a family reunion in Ohio this weekend and Miss Mouse and I stayed over night in a nearby hotel.
And there’s (obviously) no rocking chair.
I thought the child was never going to go to sleep. Every night for ten months, I’ve rocked her to sleep in the rocker in her room. It didn’t even really occur to me that she doesn’t know how to go to sleep without it.
I spent an hour and a half last night bouncing, walking, jiggling, rocking her in my arms, and snuggling with her on the bed. I tried putting her down in the Pack N Play. I tried letting her sleep next to me. Nada. Lots of thrashing, babbling, foot flailing and giggling from the baby. No sleeping.
She finally did conk out on the bed next to me, but geez. Clearly we have to make some changes to bedtime at home to get her accustomed to falling asleep on her own, sans the gentle sway of the ever-present rocker!