Oh My Gosh...

Isaiah & I have been sick since my last post.  We started getting better just last week.  A bit lingers on - a little congestion almost every morning but gone again by night time.  It was just a really bad cold, with fever, sore throats & congestion.  Marcus & family wanted to take him to the hospital because it wasn't going away.  But I convinced them to leave it alone.  That there was no medicine that would cure a cold, and I was confident that it was only a cold, nothing bacterial.  I didn't let him take any tylenol because I had heard too much about baby medicine recalls. 

Anyway, lots has happened in the mean time.  Too much to talk about tonight.

Tonight, I'm saying Oh my gosh because Marcus is trying to put Isaiah asleep.  Historically I put him to sleep because I've got the soothing voice.

While he was sick, we got into the habit of nursing in bed while lying down, whenever he wished.  Right before bed, right before nap time, whenever.  He did it so much, he now just rolls over whenever he is hungry.  This led to his waking more frequently throughout the night.  Also, there were many nights when he would only fall asleep in my arms, a characteristic he didn't even have when he was new.  He got used to that too.  I knew when he was better, we would have to get back to him putting himself to sleep.

I decided tonight would be the night.  I put him to bed in his crib when I knew he was tired & full.  We let him cry for 7 minutes, and Marcus couldn't take it any longer.  He went to try to get him to sleep.  He pushed me out of the room when I tried to help.  He's probably been in there 15 minutes now, and the crying is worse than it was after 7 minutes of his crying by himself. 

Marcus likes to accuse me of spoiling Isaiah.  I always ask him what he would do in the same situation.  Now I know.