Last night was our first night of no nuks. Since Ingrid didn't take a nap yesterday she was tired and whiny by 6pm. She was in bed by 7:30, crying but yawning in between howls, so I figured she'd calm down and zonk out. She did. Aaaahhh! She actually fell asleep better than she usually does, actually. Success! Or was it???
Around 10:30 she woke up crying for her "green nuk!!" Yes, she had a favorite one, and it broke my heart to hear her ask for it knowing I couldn't give it to her. We have been offering her hugs or a song instead of a nuk if she needs comforting, so I went in and rubbed her back, sang her a lullaby, gave her a kiss. She was up crying so pathetically for the next two hours! Oh, it just broke my heart, but this is why we threw them in the actual garbage outside the house, so at 2am we wouldn't be going to find one stashed away somewhere. We wanted them gone, they are gone. Now we just have to deal with the consequences!
Ingrid wouldn't come to bed with me at first, she was saying "stay in Ingrid's bed! You go to Mama's bed, bye Mama!" And then as soon as I'd leave she'd wail "I need my mama!" Oh my god, kid, my heart is already breaking, please spare me the theatrics! Finally I convinced her to come into my bed, I sang her back to sleep and she slept for a few hours. Then she got up at 5 and has been so fun since then...It's been one of those days you'd like to fast forward. Luckily I have a haircut appointment this afternoon so I can escape my crabby house for a couple hours!
Here's to a better night tonight. And a less crabby day tomorrow.
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