Crying it out Day 4

I called my mother in law and asked her to watch the baby so my husband and I could go out. I figured being out of the house would help and make us feel like regular humans again.  I kind of feel like I’m in the Meet Joe Black movie “Should you choose to test my resolve in this matter, you will be facing a finality beyond your comprehension, and you will not be counting days, or months, or years, but milleniums in a place with no doors”   – Joe Black

So out we went, to dinner and a good restaurant armed with cell phones and praying to stay awake long enough to enjoy the meal.  My mother in law is a night owl, the woman stays up until at least 2 am and could sleep until noon if you let her. My son as a general rule stays up later when he is with other people. For his father and me, we are boring and he would just as soon go to bed, but other people are interesting so I had no doubt that he would be up a bit later than normal.

Dinner was great, we spent some much needed time together agreeing to not discuss sleep cycles or feeding patterns.  We got home at about 10:30. The baby had done well my mother in law told us, but he didn’t eat a bottle at the end of the night, she said he just didn’t want it.  This kid is killing me by the way, now that I am giving him both formula and breast milk I swear he is so fickle when it comes to the bottles I might as well take dollar bills and burn them in my fire place.  I’m beginning to think the formula companies tell us we can’t save unused formula just so we have to buy more not because there is actually anything wrong with it once its been warmed and not eaten.  

So at this point he ate a decent dinner and had some water with dinner but hasn’t had a bottle since about 3:30, and its now 7 hours later.  I decide to wait him out a while, so by the time my mother in law heads out and I pick up a bit it is 12 am.  Decision time, feed him or let him sleep knowing that he will most likely be up at some point and can I handle the fact that I am beyond tired and if he wakes up after me sleeping for only an hour I might  not be able to handle it.

I decide to wait him out a bit longer …

1 am, yes I am still up, no the baby is not up.  But I’m feeding him because he will get up, I know it and I can’t wake up at 2 or 2:30 I won’t survive it.

He ate all 6 ounces, passed right back out and slept until 6:30.

Is this a fail or success? I have no idea, he didn’t wake up on his own and didn’t cry.  He did get fed like he wanted even though he wasn’t demanding it.  I may have totally screwed myself on Day 1 and Day 2’s progress if there ever was any actual progress.  Who knows …