I've created a monster. A sleeping in my bed monster and her name is Lucy. It all started when I came home from a trip to Pittsburgh a few weeks ago. She was fussing in her bassinet and wouldn't fall back to sleep so I picked her up and put her in bed with Mike and I because I was so exhausted. She fell asleep and we all slept peacefully for several hours. And of course, you know how stories like this go....it kept happening, night after night and I would put her in bed with us and now it's like she expects it! Can you believe it? Some nerve! LOL When Brady was a baby, he never slept in bed with us. I followed the rules and never even thought about letting him sleep with us. So why the heck is Lucy in bed with us?!?!? Last night I said to myself, ok, she is going to sleep in her bassinet and that is final. So she did from 9pm-1am. She woke up for a bottle and I put her back in her bassinet. She was thrashing around in there for almost 20 minutes and then....I gave in....I picked her up, she smiled at me (of course), I put her in between Mike and I and she was asleep....in, I swear, 30 seconds. This girl has me wrapped around her little finger, just where she wants me.
No unsolicited advice here please, I know, I know, it's going to become a habit and we'll never get her out of our bed, blah blah blah. I don't want to hear it :) Right now I'm in survival mode and this is what it is taking for me to survive. Please and thank you!