Sleep...Sweet Sleep

We've been working with Isaac on how to go to sleep on his own and stay asleep for a little while now. We've tried different methods, but nothing seemed to work. This week, we resorted to letting him cry it out. I was really opposed to that but decided to do it just to see if it worked. Praise the Lord, it has. We started on Wednesday, and last night, Isaac only fussed for five minutes before he fell asleep. He woke up a couple times in the three o'clock hour, but he was able to get himself back to sleep each time. So he was in his crib from 8:30 last night until 6:30 this morning. Wes and I were very happy about that. What an important milestone.

Something else important happened this week too. Isaac learned the meaning of the word no. He has a few teeth now, and he's started biting me. Usually it would happen during a nursing session, when I didn't realize he was finished. I broke him of that, but yesterday he bit my arm a couple times. The first time, I was too shocked to do anything. The second time, while he was in the middle of biting me, I popped him on his cheek (very lightly, just enough to get his attention) and said, "No. Don't bite Mama." He looked at me, and I could tell he was shocked, because that had never happened before. I said, "Mama loves you, but you can't bite Mama." A worried expression came over his face, and he looked like he might cry, so I said again, "Mama still loves you, Isaac, but you can't bite Mama." Then he put his head to my chest and cuddled with me for a minute. That was the best. Parenthood is such a blessing!