So, how’s it all going?
We’re getting there. Slowly, but surely. In fact, she has slept in her bed, all night, by herself for the past FOUR nights. Count them. Four.
Last week we went back a few steps because she got sick. Again. Very high temperatures and vomiting meant that the poor thing was out of sorts for 3 nights. But as soon as she was well enough, tough cop came back out to play. Poor, tired, tough cop.
The little bed on the floor is still being made up every night. Every night (including the past 4) she has trotted in, cried at the injustice of it all, reluctantly hopped into the bed and then about 2 minutes later asked to hop back into “my comfy bed”. So off we go, to get back tucked in, promises of stickers and rewards that will come, and after calling out approx 45 more times for a cuddle, or more blankey, less blankey, water or what our plans are for the next day, sleep eventually comes. It always does.
One day she might not ever come in at all right? Little people just seem to wake up so much in the night don’t they? Until then, I’ll make the little bed next to mine, walk her back, soothe her worries and hope for a good night’s sleep for all. Soon.