Storytime

This past week hasn't been as easy as the first with getting Finn to sleep in his own bed.  It's not been a complete bust, and I've stuck to it, but there's been a lot more crying.  There was one night last week that he cried so much when I left the room that I had to go back to give him hugs and calm him down so he would fall asleep.  He was still in a great mood the next morning; the first thing he said to me was, "Mommy work!  Then Mommy sleep!" (guess I must have said that a lot when trying to get him to go to sleep the past few weeks!) and I said, "Yes, and you went to sleep all by yourself like a big boy." His little face got really serious, "Yeah, I crying."

Most nights he still asks me to rock him to sleep, and he starts crying as soon as I put him down.  He has been awake upstairs for as long as 40 minutes before falling asleep, but it's usually a mix of talking with crying, so it's bearable for both of us. And finally, the past few nights, crying has only lasted about 10 minutes, before he's fallen asleep.

Tonight he picked out a book we haven't read in a while, Night-Night, Little Pookie, and we snuggled on his bed while we read it.  Pookie the pig and his mommy get him ready for bed.  He brushes his teeth, washes his nose, and then his mommy tucks him in with three kisses, one for his Pookie ears, one for his Pookie nose, and one for Pookie eyes that are about to close.  When we got to the eyes, Finn touched Pookie's eyes and said, "Pookie?" The next page is a good night poem that ends with "I love you and love you," and then Pookie says, "Night-night Pookie mommy."  And with that, Finn burst into tears, hard, sobbing tears.

I pulled him into my lap.  "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" "Pookie crying, too!" he sobbed.  He was crying because he thought Pookie was sad that his mommy left him to go to sleep.  Oh, how that made my heart hurt!  We had a talk that Pookie wasn't crying, he was happily going to sleep, because he knew his mommy was downstairs and would come up if he needed her.  I'm not too sure he really believed me, or if he fully understood me.  He did only cry for 5 minutes once I left the room tonight.

I see a few more books about bedtime in our future.

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I heard from the donor coordinator and she confirmed that the guarantee does apply to me.  The comments on my last post were so great - thank you guys.  I was feeling pretty stressed out overall, but I feel much better.  Even before I heard from the coordinator, I wasn't worried about it anywhere near as much. And I know I've picked out the best donor for me, too.  Deep breaths. Deep breaths.