Three nights in a row, the baby has gone to bed in her crib. This is super exciting, until I go to bed. Then I lay there and hope that she’ll wake up so I can get her and bring her to bed with us.
I have all of these books and websites that I read that tell me what is ‘normal’ and what she’s ‘supposed’ to be doing. I get myself all stressed out and worked up because she apparently hasn’t read what I’m reading, and she does what she darn well pleases thankyouverymuch.
She doesn’t nap hardly at all, and the idea of her sleeping twelve hours a night is laughable.
update: nothing has changed. She’s 3.5 now.