To sleep, perchance to dream...

Last night something amazing happened.

We are working on putting Finn down in his crib while he is still awake and letting him fall asleep in the crib (rather than having to be rocked to sleep). For a week and a half, we have done this several times a day and, instead of falling asleep, he has cried for what seems like an eternity. It is sooooo sad. And yes, I am the meanest mother in the whole world.

But yesterday evening, it happened. We put him down (awake) and he quietly fell asleep and slept until his next feeding. And then... he did it again!! Combined with his great schedule at night (I actually get 6-8 hours of sleep, albeit not all at once) we might just survive. Praise God for sleeping babies!

Although to be honest, I am also working on praising God when things are not going well. You know... "the Lord gives, the Lord takes away, (but either way) blessed be the name of the Lord." It's tougher when circumstances are unpleasant, but it's definitely a good practice. So, the baby sleepeth, the baby crieth, and God is good either way. But, oh, it's nice when Finn sleeps!