Operation: Cry It Out

It's been 10 looong days since we got back from Austin and our precious princess has yet to sleep though the night like she used to. She was sleeping better than this at two months! Last night was the kicker, as she woke up every hour on the hour starting at 1am. Mind you, it was a work night! Luckily, with my mom here I didn't have to get up every time (thanks again, mom!!) but since Gaby's room is only two doors down I had the pleasure of hearing most of it. Sadly, my mom headed back home and since tonight is the beginning of my weekend I decided there's no time like the present to start Operation: Cry It Out. As I write this, it is 3am and my sweet child has been screaming her head off for EXACTLY 53 minutes. I say exactly because when you decide to let a baby cry it out you watch the clock and pray that any minute now, any second now, she will stop crying. Now I have the benefit/curse of having a video monitor. So I have the pleasure/torture of being able to watch as she goes ballistic! Obviously, I'm not the first mother to go through this, but when you're in the situation you feel like no one has had to go through this mind-wrenching, soul-ripping, heart-breaking exercise in complete and utter cold heartedness toward your own precious child. I will survive, I'm sure. And more importantly Gaby will survive. But you'd think since society has been raising children for, I don't know, what seems like a billion years, you'd think someone would of figured out a way to help kids sleep through the night without this craziness! I'm just saying. Baby Valium, anyone?? You might wonder where my husband is right now. Since the poor guy has not slept in 10 days either and since his job involves saving babies' lives, he has been allowed to sleep downstairs. Now considering the volume our adorable angel is capable of, I'm pretty sure he's sleeping with his head between two pillows. 1hr 4min and counting.....