Bedtime

A little back story would be welcome for this post.  Our daughter, while very young, started to have a hard time breathing.  I decided the best place for her to sleep elevated was on my chest in bed.  And so we slept.

Then my husband got a new job and had to move, but my daughter and I stayed behind at our house.  I decided it was silly for me to place my daughter in a crib at night when I had this huge queen bed all to myself.  I was also nursing- it's much easier and less tiring if you nurse without ever having to get out of bed.  And so the family bed began.

My husband is not much of a snuggle person- so I was in my glory.  A small person to hold and snuggle while I slept.  It was wonderful. 

We have now moved back in with my husband in our new home.  Our queen bed was not feeling so *large* as all three of us tried to sleep together.  Journey would rub *tickle* my husbands back at night and he did not like it.  My daughter loves to play with my hair when she falls asleep or my husband goatee.  One night he found her playing with his arm pit hair.... HA HA.  So he moved into the baby's room.  Anyone sense irony in this

My parents gave us the crib that I slept in, my 3 sibling slept in, and my nephew & 2 nieces slept in.  We had wanted to get Journey a new crib that would convert to a toddler bed and then a full size bed, but who could justify the cost when she was sleeping in our bed!


We kept wanting to try to put Journey to bed in there.  We would let her play there- but she just wouldn't sleep.  On Wednesday night we started a - Go to BED- plan.  The first two night were to establish a routine.  We nurse, we rock, read books, and sing. Then to bed in the crib we go.  Tonight is the- You are going to cry it out- night.  I think I may have some errand to run!