February 19th, 2010
She was living the good life. But then we came home, and the good times were over.
We gave her a one day grace period, but then it was time to start getting back into a routine. Man, was she mad. She was still waking up several times a night which wasn’t fun for anyone. We quickly determined that the heart of the issue was bedtime.
So, one night, I sucked it up, put her in her crib, and walked out the door. Sadly, I caught a look at her face before I left and it may haunt me the rest of my life. The betrayal etched there was heart-rending.
But, happily, the waterworks only lasted a couple minutes that night and a few minutes the next night. By last night, I set her down in her crib and gave her a smooch and she grinned up at me and waved “buh-bye” as I walked out the door.
Whew. All is well with the world again.