The past 3 nights have been much better. And tonight, as she woke up briefly around 9:30 and started fussing, I ran in to see if our good luck would continue. I popped her pacifier back in and wrapped her blanket around her, and she rolled over lazily onto her side and closed her eyes. But as I stood there looking at my beautiful sleepy baby, all I wanted to do was pick her up and snuggle her close. I stood there, hearing all of the warnings in my mind that I've heard from a thousand people... about how important it is to get Naomi on a good sleeping schedule now while she is young; about how I shouldn't do anything to lose any headway I gain with her sleeping habits; about how sometimes, as a mom, I'll have to be tough (that one usually comes from the moms/doctors who favor the whole "let your baby cry themselves to sleep" method, which I am not a fan of)... and then I remembered one more thing that I'd heard from a thousand moms: Your children will grow up way too fast, and you will yearn for the days when they were tiny babies.
So I picked my baby girl up and snuggled her good. And as I put her in the big bed beside me, she smiled at me behind her pacifier and put her hands on my cheeks, and I knew I had made the right decision.
