I jump up as soon as I hear him cry out. Then, I stand there. I walk towards the nursery. I walk back towards the bed. I walk towards the nursery. I walk back towards the bed.
What time is it? When did I feed him last? Is he hungry or will he just fall back asleep? Does he just need to be snuggled?
It’s hard to make sound decisions in the middle of the night.
“Babe, do you want to go rock him? Maybe he’s not hungry yet.” I mumble to Charlie. This suggestion is unlikely, yet still it’s possible. Charlie slumps off to try to go settle Ollie.
I lay down. In seconds, Ollie is now wailing. Okay, I’m up. I’m up! I scurry off to the nursery and take Ollie off Charlie’s hands.
Sleep training… We’ll work on it.