You might recall in a previous post I was discussing our Pediatrician’s advice. She sternly admonished me that by changing or feeding Mac during the night I was creating poor sleep habits.
She. Was. Dead. Wrong.
Of late, he’s been sleeping through the night. In fact last night he slept from 9:30 until 8:30!
She also advised that in lieu of snuggling him or wearing him to sleep, we should put him in his crib and let him cry until he’s asleep, otherwise he would never learn to fall asleep on his own.
Imagine how victorious I felt when he was playing in his pack and play the other day and fell asleep on his own, without a peep. Drama free.
Oh I know this feeling isn’t going to last. Hell, it probably won’t last through dinner. But I am feeling pretty smug right now.
In a world where parents are continually bombarded with “expert” parenting advice, judgmental glances, and unsolicited opinions, it feels good to have a just a little validation that a parent ultimately knows what’s best for their own children.
I’m not going to get a swelled head or anything. I’m no parent of the year. But I am going to try to be confident enough that from now on when someone offers parenting advice that I do not believe is appropriate for our child, I’m able to oh so sweetly tell them to JAM IT.