Well. Two nights ago Jack had his best night of sleep EVER. He went to bed at 8 without crying (miracle!) and slept til I woke him around 11:30 to eat. Back to sleep, and not a peep until 7:30! Actually, he’s done great the last three nights.
The two weeks prior to Thanksgiving he did fairly well, but on Thanksgiving it all went to pot (the night my parents were here. My aunt as well, but she’s deaf so she didn’t hear anything!) At least my mom said later “Ok, now I know why you can’t sleep through it.”
We did make one change a few nights ago that I’m kind of embarrassed to admit: we put Jack in a sleep sack. Now, I have wondered before if Jack might be cold, but I didn’t think that was the issue for a number of reasons: 1) when it’s warm, he hasn’t slept any better; 2) the thermostat upstairs is always set fairly high at night, and it’s been the same for quite a while now, including the two weeks he slept fairly well; and 3) one night I dressed him in two layers of PJs and he screamed and cried til we took one of them off. So, y’know, I really didn’t think it was being cold.
But the last three nights he’s had the sleep sack and done so much better.. well.. maybe he HAS been cold. In which case, Hello, I am a terrible mother. Or maybe it’s not being cold; maybe he just likes the extra comfy layer. I know I like to have lots of covers.
Anyway, I am not going to say we’ve turned a corner, because every time I do, it gets worse again. But let’s just say it’s been a nice few nights.
