Mac is totally, 100% winning the sleeping game. Basically, he gets to do whatever he wants in terms of sleeping or not, alone or with others. Tonight I tried to leave him in his room to cry it out while I found Waldo with Shef, but then what happened is it turns out he can scale his gate.
Apparently we need to lock him in.
Except I probably won't do that, so I guess we just need to wait around until he's four and start paying him to sleep like we did with Shef.
When Mac turned two, I happily told my mother-in-law that I was so relieved to be almost done with sleep deprivation since I only had two years left. Also, I accidentally told someone who has eight month-old twins that I totally felt his pain because I hadn't slept in six and a half years. That was the wrong thing to say to that poor guy, obviously. I did a lot of back-pedaling, but the damage was already done and I ended up confessing some unfortunate side-effects of this hideous lifestyle like extreme aging and memory loss.
The truth is so painful it makes me cry and laugh at the same time. My mother told me before Maggie was born that she did not sleep for 7 years after my oldest sister was born. I laughed. Maggie turns 7 in February...
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