So the past two nights we’ve tried putting Owen to bed about a half hour earlier, and if you’ve been reading along, you know it hasn’t been going well/helping any. So tonight we decided to just go back to what we have been doing—which is to say, putting him to bed around 8 or so (or whatever time it was when he seemed hungry and tired).
So what happened?
The little shit—while we weren’t looking and were out of the room for about two minutes—fell asleep in his jumpy chair! At about 7:15! |-|
Of course, Tom was still in the nursery installing room-darkening curtains and making noise, so I walked around with a sleepy-then-sleeping Owen in my arms. When I layed him in the crib at 7:45 he was OUT. Didn’t even move a muscle.
Fine, I thought. We’re following his schedule now so maybe the night will go well. Except, I thought, he only ate like 3oz before he fell asleep…
And we were up at 12:30. And again at 5.
Hoo boy.