Finally we put him in his crib, and he cried, and cried, and cried. I wasn't feeling well, so took some Tylenol. He must have settled for awhile, because I think I crashed after 4am. Then at about 5:15, we heard him again. It was another rough period. Kate even tried to get us to go in there to soothe him. Try explaining to a six year old why you are torturing the baby!
When I went in to check on him at 6:45am, he was awake, sucking on his pacifier, and just smiling at me like I was his long lost mommy....which to him I was.
This is such a tough thing to do to a baby, but our goal is to help Brady to soothe himself better AND get a better night of sleep. He needs to sleep better....