So, a lot’s been going on in the last couple weeks here at the Dahl house…
First, I am cranking along on the design of my sewing pattern for cloth-diapered baby pants – The Baby Got Back Leggings. They are turning out really stinking cute, and I’m super excited. Harper wore one of the prototypes today to test them out, and they worked brilliantly. Plus, she looked adorable in them.
I hope to have the pattern done by the end of March…maybe sooner. I’m currently recruiting pattern testers, so if you’re interested, sign up here.
We had Scott’s parents in town all of last week, and Harper had the time of her life. They got her the Evenflo Triple Fun Jungle Exersaucer for an early birthday gift, and she has been going to town in that thing. I swear, girl’s gonna be walking in no time. Meanwhile, she has been practicing her crawling skills like a champ. I’m just not sure if she’s ever going to get those little legs out from under her so she can go forward instead of backward. We keep finding her under the coffee table…it’s sad and cute at the same time.
Harper also has two more teeth JUST ABOUT to pop through on top. She is nomming on everything and loving it. I have only had to give her acetaminophen one time when she was particularly fussy, so overall, this has been a pretty easy teething experience.
Speaking of teeth, I went in to the dentist last week for a cleaning and emerged four hours later with laser gum surgery, a veneer removal/bone removal/gingivectomy and stitches. It’s always awesome when that happens, right?! It’s been a long time coming, I guess. First, they did a laser treatment on all my gums since I’ve been having some problems with them since pregnancy. (Ladies, don’t let morning sickness keep you from flossing! Take it from me, pregnancy mouth is real!)
Next, they removed an old veneer that I’d had about 8 or 9 years. It has caused gum inflammation since I had it put in, and even though I’d done all the suggested treatments (more flossing, more brushing around the veneer, rinses, surgical gum removal, etc.), nothing was working. You can see in some of my photos that my second-from-the-middle, top-jaw, left-side tooth looks stumpy and weird. Yep, that’s the one. To make matters worse, the matching tooth on the opposite side is actually an implant (my teeth are seriously all jacked up – sorry Harper), so it looks much taller than the veneered one.
Anyway, long story short…they removed that veneer and ultimately cut away more gum AND bone so it will more closely match the implant side when done. Hopefully removing all that extra tissue will also put an end to the inflammation issues. I now have two stitches above the tooth and a temporary crown that will be replace once everything heals. In the meantime, Scott says the stitches make me look like I have a big wad of chew in that side of my mouth.
Well, I am from Alabama, I say.
(In other words, no smiling photos for the next week or two.)
SO. Crying it out. Yes, that…
Before I had Harper, and back when she slept through the night with no issues, I was one of those people who posted stuff on Facebook about how brutal letting your baby cry herself to sleep was. My friends with babies her age would send me emails demanding that I give them advice on how to get their babies to sleep through the night since, well, Harper was just so damn good at it.
That all ended at 6 months. I am not sure what happened, but somehow Harper figured out she could refuse to sleep in her crib FOR NAPS OR AT NIGHT, and I would bring her to bed with me to cuddle and nurse. All. Night. Long. And Scott, of course, was relegated to the guest bedroom. Perhaps it was teething or being sick for a few days or something…who knows…but it was like a ticking time bomb went off.
We tried co-sleeping as our official arrangement for a while, but honestly, I hated it. I LOVED (and miss) feeling Harper’s warm skin and waking up to her precious little face, but I HATED the neck aches, the back aches, my MIA husband, my sore nipples from nursing her every two hours and the three-month sleep deficit from my ever-worsening sleep deprivation. I am certainly not an opponent of co-sleeping and wish that it worked for us, but it just didn’t. I already like to sleep on a diagonal, and having two taller-than-average people plus one flaily baby in one queen size bed simply ain’t feasible.
I read the “No Cry Sleep Solution.” I read through all the BabyCenter forums. I googled sleep training and tried every strategy I found. Nothing worked. I would get Harper to sleep and try to put her in her crib, and she’d immediately wake up. I tried sleeping next to her crib on an air mattress. I tried transferring her to the crib after she was sleep. NOTHING was working.
So finally, we took my mom’s (repeated) advice and let her cry it out.
BLASPHEMY! I know! PURE BLASPHEMY!
I am all granola and shit, and I just said the dreaded three words: crying it out. But I gotta tell you, it is working.
Tonight is night three, and it only took her seven minutes to fall asleep (last night, it took 20, and you don’t wanna know how long she wailed – or I wailed – on night one). She’s even been able to comfort herself back to sleep after waking. Last night, I think she woke up three times, whimpered a little, and fell back to sleep.
I’ve even gotten her back to napping in her crib during the day simply by rocking her a little longer after she unlatches from the boob (or walking around with her, etc.). If she starts crying when I put her down, I swoop her back up and rock a little longer. I keep trying that until she stays asleep. She has been napping around an hour twice a day – WHICH IS AWESOME – because now I can get some things done without worrying if she’s falling off my bed while I’m in the basement sewing.
Ahhhhh. So yes, crying it out. I wanted to say “MOM 1, ME 0,” but really, everyone wins because HOLY SHIT SHE IS SLEEPING RIGHT NOW and it’s not even 9pm.
So there. I said it. Crying it out worked for us. My whole body is celebrating. And honestly? Harper seems like a happier baby because of it. She’s getting a lot more sleep at night, and a happy momma makes a happy baby.
Finally, we went for the coldest walk of the year yesterday at Liberty Park and discovered that Harper is now big enough to swing by herself. Here’s one video of her with daddy and another one of her all by herself. I can’t believe she is growing up so fast.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it a million times again…I love that little girl.