two steps back...

i suppose it was only a matter of time before i jinxed myself...again.

after a week of failed experiments of trying to get jackson to sleep all night, we finally succeeded. it was not a fun week for any of us, but we got the results we were looking for. we were able to boast, "jackson sleeps through the night!" all.night.long. seven to seven, minus the few seconds of wakefulness when the pacifier was lost. sleep, glorious sleep, oh how i've missed you.

friends and family were slightly less excited for us. instead of hearing "that's awesome" or "congratulations" the replies we received were more along the lines of "it's not gonna last", "good luck with that", and "just wait til the next milestone". jealous of my sleeping boy? ha! jackson will be the exception, just you wait and see. i was hopeful. we could show 'em. couldn't we?

then we traveled to nebraska for Easter. central time. two hours time difference. about twenty new faces, hands, voices, noises, oohs and aahs. a missed nap here, a short nap there, here a nap, there a nap, no nap no nap no nap. it was a recipe for disaster. a disaster i knew was on the horizon, but one that i thought we could outrun. (insert evil maniacal laugh)

needless to say, our nights were awful. he cried and cried and settled down only if i held him. daddy's attempts were futile, poor guy tried his best. one would think the kid would catch up on all those missed zzz's!! when just holding him failed i reverted back to nursing. the guilt for taking him away from his familiar surroundings and schedule was just too much for me (not to mention that i felt bad for keeping the entire house awake with a screaming baby). guilt just aided me in taking two giant steps back in the sleeping department. ugh.

now we're home and back to our regularly scheduled programming. familiar house, bed, toys, food, quiet, just mom and dad. unfortunately we have a quick learner on our hands and jackson thinks that what happens on the road happens at home. nursing when fussy, nursing at night, mom's complete attention every time a whimper begins, crying at night results in a rescue from mom. not quite son. case and point: the four a.m. crying marathon did not result in milk or attention. i have a feeling this next week may be a rough one. under eye concealer and sunglasses suggestions anyone?

FYI: when he goes back to sleeping all night long, you'd better believe i'm not telling a soul. you can count on that.