What's going on at my house you ask. At this moment I am sitting in my living room listening to little Grant cry in his bed. It kills me not to go pick him up but I know he is exhausted because he was sound asleep in my arms before I layed him in his bed. This is an every day battle at my house. Usually by Friday I have made progress and my husband is home and ruins all my hard work, he loves to spoil Grant.
I will be starting work the beginning of August as an elementary school nurse. The only way I was able to take the job is the on site daycare, which happens to be about 50 feet from my office. While I'm not exactly excited about going back to work since that means I have 2 full time jobs, a nurse and a mom/wife, and I was really hoping I could be a full time stay at home mom until our kids were in school, but things happen and bills need to be paid and caught up so back to work I go! I'm fully aware there are working mom's all over the country but how do they do it all? I already have a hard time getting all the laundry, dishes, cleaning, and Grant stuff done by the end of the day and now I will have to get it all finished after 4pm. I'm already starting to sweat just thinking about it.
Anyway my going back to work and Grant going into a daycare setting is the reason why I am sitting here listening to him cry. Before he could stand, I could lay him in his bed and he would cry for a whole 5 minutes then fall asleep. Since he has learned to stand he now stands up in his bed and screams as loud as he can in the hopes someone will get him out. Up until last week I was getting him out after about 5 minutes, now I realize for the sake of his new daycare teacher, he really needs to start putting himself to sleep. I've tried explaining that to my husband, the fact that Grant will not be the only child she is taking care of and she doesn't have and hour and a half to sit with him while he wallers her til he falls alseep, but he still doesn't want to let him cry himself to sleep.
So cross your fingers for me and say a little prayer that he will fall asleep soon before I can no longer resist the mommy urge to scoop him up and hold him while he sleeps.