I have just emerged from a battle of wills with the Dragon. Today it only took an hour and a half. Yesterday: Two. Hours. I used to think that I might possibly be one of the most stubborn people in the world, but Audrey has been testing the waters with an amazing will since we started our sleep training project (which, by the way, I started on Sunday, so I've had several days to be slowly driven crazy). She's like the Velociraptor from Jurassic Park, systematically testing the fence for weaknesses! I've got to keep my guard up with this kid and I don't see that ending anytime in the near future.
But seriously, being confined to the same small room with an uncooperative Dragon, singing Baby Beluga...for hours...can make one start to question all kinds of things. I find myself wondering if this plan is actually going to work or wondering if there's another reason why she's crying. To top it off, once the crazy kid is laying in her crib, has actually stopped crying, her eyes are closed and she's breathing normally. I'm starting to think silly thoughts like, maybe I can leave the room and go eat a cookie...Then the eye lids start to creep open!
From there, my thought process goes a little something like this: Oh, no...don't make any sudden movements. Is it possible to hold your breath and hum Baby Beluga at the same time? No. Oh, God, my arm is starting to go numb. Don't move. I can't feel my pinky...maybe if I just move realllly slowly, she won't notice. Oh good, she's not paying attention.
Que Audrey: Eyes popped wide open, big grin on her face and a huge squirm in her Houdini-proof swaddle. Is it time to play yet?
...and it's the hardest thing not to say YES! To top off being stubborn, she's just too darn cute!