If I’m going to brag about my baby, besides talking about how unbelievably cute he is, I brag about how awesome he is about bedtime. We have our routine- bath between 5:30 and 6:00, then if he’s home, Daddy makes a bottle and brings it in as we put on jammies. Then Grayson drinks his bottle, we rock for about 2 minutes, then I put him in his crib and he’s OUT- until about 4:00 A.M. There’s no drama or crying. He’s just a bedtime rockstar.
Grayson has started rolling over to his tummy anytime he’s put on his back. During the day, he will sometimes nap on his tummy, which actually his OT encourages. Since all the experts recommend babies sleep on their backs to prevent SIDS, I always keep a close eye on G if he’s sleeping on his tummy. Tonight, I put him in his crib as usual, and he almost immediately flipped to his tummy and fell asleep. In the monitor, it looked like his face was smashed into the mattress and the top of his head was pushed against the bumper. It was making me nervous, but I could hear him breathing so I didn’t do anything.
I talked to my mom on the phone about it and she told me again that all 5 of her babies slept on their stomachs, and obviously, we are all still here. But I just couldn’t relax and kept checking the monitor every 2 minutes. Finally, so I wouldn’t drive myself completely crazy, in a moment of weakness (Ryan isn’t home tonight and he might have talked me out of it), I went in the nursery and flipped him back over. He didn’t wake up. Well, didn’t wake up that minute. 10 minutes later…
Oh great. This has never happened before. I started going through my mental list of things to try, and I tried them.
Cry it Out- this one lasted 12 minutes. After 12 minutes of crying, each minute exponentially louder and more angry than the previous one, I caved.
Rocking/Soothing- yep, he fell asleep, but as soon as I put him back in bed….WAAAAAA!!!!
Bottle- “Thanks Mom, that was good, but I’m still not going to bed.” WAAAAA!!!
Finally, after an hour of Mommy Fail, I brought him out to the living room and stuck him in the swing so I could eat my dinner before I passed out from hunger. He immediately fell fast asleep, adorably sucking his thumb.
I ate dinner, took a shower, got the dogs situated, and then prayed hard that the “transfer” would be successful. Thankfully, God and Grayson had mercy on this exhausted mommy. Grayson stayed asleep, and is now peacefully snoozing away, in his crib, on his back.
I should have just left well enough alone. Oh well, live and learn.