I caved

The past month or so Tave has had a horrible time sleeping.
He wakes up screaming at night. Screaming so loud you think he's hurt or terrified or something awful is happening.
He's always been a really really loud crier..so we don't know if this is just him being mad or if he really is scared.
But since he's been teething and sick for so long, we've been going in and soothing him, singing a song, giving him a drink and then putting him back to bed.
This little routine lasts about 1 minute, maybe 2...but it happens about 4 times a night. Which is really hard to go back to when both kiddos have been sleeping through the night for months.
I like my sleep.

So tonight was the night. We decided we were just going to have to let him cry it out.
It has worked with West and even with Tave. We usually have to do it after they are sick and have gotten used to us being there a LOT.
I just absolutely 100% H.A.T.E. doing it. It takes about 2, maybe 3 nights and they are back on schedule, but it is the hardest 3 nights of my life.

But I couldn't do it. I was strong through the crying. Strong through the screaming. I was even mostly strong through him yelling 'momomomomom'. I had to go in at that.
And truly, honestly, I was just going in to lay him back down, not to pick him up and snuggle him and sing to him.

But those little arms reached through the crib to grab me and climb out. His sweet voice kept saying 'up, up, up, mom' and his sobs broke my heart.
So I picked him up, held him close, and he stopped crying in an instant.
His fingers found my face, and he touched my lips as I sang. He snuggled into my arms with his two fingers in his mouth and sighed as he said 'blanket'. (which is always the last thing he says as we leave his room)
And I felt my heart melting as I calmed my little boy.

I am sure I will cave again before the night is through.