Juliet was finally going to sleep on her own, but now we are having some trouble again. We would rock her, give her the bottle and then put her awake in the crib. She would cuddle up with her seahorse and drift off to sleep quietly. Then she got a cold and had a tough time breathing and sleeping, so of course we rocked her to sleep when she awoke, but now we have reverted back to our old habits. I still do not like the cry-it-out method, but am not sure what else to do. Luckily, she only cries on and off for a few minutes, but on occasion it gets close to 10 minutes and that is my cut-off point. I then go in and rock her to sleep. Part of me feels like I am sending the wrong message by being inconsistent, but part of me feels like it is wrong to let her cry. One thing that helps is to remember that throughout this whole journey as soon as we seem to have a routine down or a problem emerges, it quickly changes.  If anything parenthood has taught us is that we have to stay flexible and on our toes!

So on Friday night, instead of fighting sleep with my little darling, she stayed up an extra hour, watched Meet Me in St. Louis, and ate popcorn with me. Although it was not the healthiest of all decisions, it might just have been one of my favorite new moments with my little girl.