Turns out I was wrong. Either that or I'm digging my own grave.
Last week, as the little girl was getting up in the dead of the night, unpacifiable (just invented that word), I was dead sure it wasn't for hunger. I tried everything including sideways sleeping which I theorized was going to be the key to my beauty sleep. Well, it wasn't.
But turns out, when offered milk, she did finish the bottle (thank you very much) in a hurry.
I'm usually all against setting bad precedents. And adding a graveyard-shift snack time would fall squarely into that prescient. But, since nothing else had worked, I resigned myself to this new 3am snack time. And while she would otherwise cry for hours at a stretch, the snack does seem to pacify her so far.
On the other hand, this may be a sign of the times to come. Where no longer do we (as parents) dictate the goings in our lives. (that may take some getting used to!)
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