4:52 a.m. – Cory shifts position. I use this as my chance to give him an update. “This isn’t good,” I begin. “We’re at an hour and a half. I feel like we’re doing the wrong thing.”
“Mmm hmm” is his reply, followed by light snoring. I’m left alone with my thoughts. I picture Alexa in therapy, throwing darts at a picture of me. Someone remind me why I’m doing this?
It’s 5:00 a.m. and no end in sight. Now it’s not a setback, it’s a catastrophe. Are we back at square one? Maybe I hire a sleep consultant. I had a friend who did that. I wonder if any of them are awake now and can come over.
5:13 a.m. – The dreaded two-hour mark. I’m going in one last time. I miss last night. Last night rocked.
5:15 a.m. – I’m back. Alexa enjoyed my brief visit. When I left, she voiced her displeasure.
Cory makes some sound, so I use the opportunity to tell him I’ve been at this for 2 hours now. “Try to relax and lay down,” he says. “She’s okay.”
5:26 a.m. – 2 hrs, 13 min since her first cry (that crazy 13 again!), Alexa is asleep. I just read over my Night 4 post. It seems like a distant memory now. But she did it once so I know she can do it again.
I think.
