We survived night number one of the "crying it out method". Murray woke at 4:00am like clockwork. His cries started out as whines, which soon turned to sobbing, but Craig and I shut our door, put pillows over our heads and ignored him. An excruciating hour and a half later, Murray had fallen asleep and slept peacefully until 7:30 this morning. I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride - tonight should be a bit shorter stint, and the next night even shorter, and so on. We can only hope. It's so sad though; his cries are hard on the heart. We look forward to a happy ending.
I'm home today with Murray, as our daycare is closed this week so "Linny" could have a vacation. I am so excited to have a mama and Murray day. We'll go play with the twins this afternoon and then I'm off to a benefit meeting this evening.
Please keep Flynn and her family in your thoughts and prayers as she continues her journey of rehabilitation and recovery.