Witty Title About CIO-ing

That's Cry-It-Out-ing for those not in the know...  and yes I declared the other day for all the world to hear (or at least all my Facebook friends) that Mr. Incredible were putting our collective foot down and making Corbin Cry It Out in his crib that night.  He has gone from crummy sleeper to crapp-o sleeper these last few weeks and we had.had.enough.  Or so I thought.

Mr. Incredible- in his Incredible way of doing things- had done the research.  By leaving the baby to cry for a while and then going in to rock, feed, etc we were teaching perseverance... and perseverance was not what we needed to be teaching right now since our son was applying this new skill towards battling our will power in the middle of the night.  And he was getting very, very good at it.  We had a plan to end this and I had worked up the stamina/courage/guts/desperate need for something to work to enforce  a night of crying it out.

But here's the thing.  Our bundle of joy is a small bundle of joy... like literally small in size not in joy or whatever... like he's tiny and small and still eating every three hours (per doctor's orders).  That's three hours day AND NIGHT... not really conducive to sleeping through the night which is what CIO-ing is suppose to accomplish.  We've managed to make it to six months with this eating all hours of the night schedule and me not going totally insane from lack of sleep by discovering that Corbin is actually pretty content to sleep in our bed (insert *GASP* from the internets- did she just say they [bad word] CO-SLEEP?!?!?!?!?).   Sooooo... the cat is now out of the bag.  Yes, we do the hippy thing and co-sleep.

We both decided until Corbin gets a little bigger/we get the go ahead to make him sleep longer, then we're just going to stop stressing about being Damn Hippies and embrace the co-sleeping.

We're still battling getting him to sleep for his early bedtime- he's in his own room and is putting up a big fight.  But when the adults of the house are ready to call it a day and the BABY is still awake, well, then he just gets to sleep with us for now.

After we decided we could handle this new plan, I think we both felt better about how things were going as you know, PARENTS.  We had rationalized to each other that Corbin was a good sleeper in our bed and we were both sleeping well enough and it was much better than listening to him scream for an hour and a half (his previous record).  We settled into our 'family bed' (bleh!) feeling in charge when, low and behold, someone decided to put our decision to the test.  Corbin very clearly said,

"Hey."

We both kind of laughed.

"Hey.  Hey!"

Ok- he'll settle down.

"Hey!  Hey!  Hey!"

Me: "Shhhhh- Corbin its sleep time."

(whispered) "hhhhhHey!"

"Shhhhh!"

"hhhhHey!"

"HEY!  HEY!  HEY!"

And on and on until we both felt stupid for thinking we had outsmarted our 6 MONTH OLD!

"silly parents- who needs sleep?"

His next doctor appointment is this week... we'll see if we have a new plan of attack after that....