Yesterday Marlowe and I were out running errands and I bought myself an organic raspberry lemonade to drink. Yummy!
It is very rare for me to buy a drink as a treat (If I buy a treat, it is chocolate.) (I also bought myself chocolate.) but I felt I was particularly worthy yesterday for no real reason and so, drink in hand, I proceeded to back out of my parking space. I shoulder checked first one way and then the other and realized there was a giant brute of a truck torpedoing my way.
Now I was never even close to an accident; I'd only backed about 2.5 inches before shoulder checking but the thought went through my head that I was very glad I checked both ways or I would have become a smudge on some over-sized tire.
My next thought was: "Gee, I'm so glad I didn't get slammed by that truck because I would totally have spilled my drink all over the car. I can't imagine how much work it would have taken to clean it all up! Pheewf!"
Uuuuummm.....right. Lucky break there. Good thing we avoided a sticky spill.
And also an inconvenient decapitation.
Or potential death.
OR MAYBE THE DEATH OF MY SLEEPING INFANT IN THE BACK WHICH WOULD HAVE BEEN MOST VULNERABLE IN A REAR ENDING!
Seriously, what is wrong with me? I thought of a sticky dashboard before the life of my precious child?
This is what's been goin' down in this house. You think a sleeping infant is the most natural thing in the world until you have one who resists it like the plague. And then you find out that there is such a thing as a trained Sleep Expert and you think two things: 1-there must be loooooooots of babies that hate sleeping and 2-this Sleep Expert might be an actual angel.
When I heard about our local sleep consultant I initially just called her to ask what her professional opinion was on how much crying is ok. But instead of having an adult conversation about my child, I burst into tears on the phone and couldn't have any conversation at all.
So she told me her story. About her baby who wouldn't sleep. About how hard it was on her as a mother and a person. About how hard it was on their marriage. And about how she worked with a sleep expert herself with her baby. And about how beautifully it all turned out. And finally, what she could do for Marlowe.
So I told Justin and he said she sounded like Jesus and we hired her.
We are currently on day 2 of sleep training with a Sleep Expert and Justin is very tired (he's taken the night shift) and Marlowe slept for 2 hours this morning in her bed for the first time in weeks and I have lots and lots of hope. Stay tuned...