Big Bear woke up around 4:30 this morning with his typical I want to wake up so if I see you I'm going to start screaming. Well..he cried and he cried and he cried. Poppa Bear and I made the decision last week that when he did it again (he's been so so good all week) that we would let him CIO.
Finally at 5:00 I gave in (I suck) and rocked him back to sleep. He started again at 5:15, so I hopped in the shower and ran the fan in the bathroom so I couldn't hear any of it. I could hear muffled crying. It broke my heart to not do anything about it.
Then at 6:00 Poppa Bear gave in went into their room and was rocking who I thought was Big Bear. Nope, it was Little Bear. Sometime during my shower Big Bear finally gave up and went back to sleep but Little Bear woke up screaming.
Little Bear never does this so something must have been wrong (his screaming brother next to him maybe?). He had a poopy diaper, Poppa Bear changed him and calmed him down and back to sleep he went.
I felt horrible. I thought it was still Big Bear. I cried.
Either way, listening to a screaming baby, even when you know nothing is wrong and they just want to be a stinker, sucks. It's heart wrenching.
No plans for Valentine's Day this year. Poppa Bear has to work so it's just me and the babies.