tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32156383.post5125202731242879267..comments2023-10-05T05:59:39.620-06:00Comments on Wendy's Excellent Adventure: How I learned to sack up and get my kid to sleep through the nightWendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14574959237959082661noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32156383.post-18312064956824910622008-09-11T19:52:00.000-06:002008-09-11T19:52:00.000-06:00I am so glad you got it sorted out. We let the Dan...I am so glad you got it sorted out. We let the Dancer sleep between us for way too long. We realized later that she innately understood that she was the human equivalent of birth control.<BR/><BR/>I got really good at sleeping with a foot stuck in my ribs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32156383.post-88232895177415101602008-09-11T16:53:00.000-06:002008-09-11T16:53:00.000-06:00I did the same thing with Maurice; rocked him to s...I did the same thing with Maurice; rocked him to sleep, put him in the bed with me, gave him the pacifier. All the things they tell you not to do. Well, that came to an end rather quickly. The night I decided to take the pacifier from him, he cried for 2 hours straight. I lived in an apartment at the time so my neighbors were furious. He eventually went off to sleep.<BR/><BR/>That was the last night I ever had to hold, rock, or pacify him to sleep.<BR/><BR/><BR/>ShericeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com