Our First Night Ferberizing Our Baby
We swore we wouldn’t do it. We scoffed at the idea, acted all high and mighty…
“Oh we could NEVER let our darling child cry.”
(But cry he did. Granted, Itty Bitty had a serious case of colic until he was seven months old.)
But if we had any choice, we would never facilitate any crying fits or chicanery as it related to our little boy. He is perfect in our eyes, and we were ABOVE any of that other crap parents subject their child to.
Well crying is my kid’s favorite…
7:38 – We waited 5 more minutes, and Tall Dad checked in on him. This brought about the same effect.
7:48 – These 10 minutes were AGONIZINGLY painful. Terrible high pitched screams were coming from Itty Bitty, and when Tall Dad went to check in on him, he found our baby sweating and covered in snot and tears.
At this point, Tall Dad had a meltdown. He came back extremely upset, and I comforted him, reminding him that we needed to give this a good try before we ducked out. I told him I would do the next check in.
Six minutes later, at 7:54, Itty Bitty’s crying became a softer whimper.
Many minutes when by, he rubbed his eyes, sucked his fingers, and whimpered some more.
When 10 solid minutes of whimpering went by, I debated about checking in on him. I realized that he was calming down, and if I went in, it would only upset him more. So I waited.
14 more minutes went by, and he rolled on his side and began screaming.
8:20 – We had one pissed off baby yelling at us
8:30 – I did a check in, and he yelled at us with a furious rage as we left.
8:40 – Thumb sucking began again
8:47 – An hour and 17 minutes later, Itty Bitty’s breathing slowed down, and he fell asleep.
Thank you God!