I decided it was time to try to have baby Camilley sleep in her crib. Ainsley NEVER slept in her crib. Every time her body touched down she'd let out a huge wail. So, I walk up the stairs in a robotic sort of trance with Camille in my arms. No big movements or sounds from me, and I'm trying to avoid all the creaks on the stairs (suddenly, there seems to be a bunch of new ones in our floorboards!) Down she goes, slowly and soundlessly. Her butt touches the mattress, then the rest of her body and not a peep from her. The big test is sliding my arms out from underneath her and creeping away noiselessly. And there it is! So, it wasn't something I did wrong with Ainsley. She just didn't want to sleep in there, I guess. Camille goes down and stays down for about 45 minutes. I will call that a great success!! Later that night, she slept in the crib for the night, into the early morning, and the following night for a few hours as well. Looks like this new crib is going to work out just fine.
In the following days, the baby fell asleep in her "sleep beside" under the Christmas tree (she's our best little Christmas present we could ever get!) and Frank carried her upstairs and laid her in her crib while still in the sleep beside. Not a peep from the little chickie! I love that sleep beside. And so does baby.
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