Sleeping Beauty

Okay, that title is misleading. Not the "beauty" part. Let's just say, she's getting there. Sleep training has been going better, and much more quickly, than I had expected, so I'm optimistic. I feel for her--she went from being a foot from my bed and nursing basically anytime she wanted, all night, because I was too tired to fight it, to having all this room to herself and no boobs within reach. On the other hand, she taught herself to roll back and forth in a day, so she's starting to enjoy her newfound freedom. 

Cody and Cordelia are having a bit of a rough adjustment to living together. Their rhythms aren't exactly in sync. He pops out of bed, totally awake, coherent, and READY at about 5:15. Until now, he's always been free to hang out in his room and play. He is working on remembering to tiptoe out quietly and into our room, because she's more of a 6:45 - 7:15 kind of girl, and takes a while to really wake up. So when she starts the day that early, it's hell. 

But on the other end of the day, she also takes awhile to fall asleep, though she rests quietly--or used to. Cody, having been on the move for 14 hours or so, is generally asleep within two minutes of putting his head down. He's been this way his whole life. But suddenly he (and we) is hearing things like...

CML: [stage whisper] Cody? Cody! CODY. Are you awake? Cody! Can you see what I'm hiding under my pillow?

CJP: Shh! I am trying to sleep. Stop opening the curtains! Get off the ladder. Go in your OWN bed.

CML: Want to be bad guys? Want to make a ruckus? [pause] I have to TELL you something, Cody! 

CJP: Tell me in the morning, Cordelia! Can't you see I am trying to sleep here?

We feel for everyone. For poor Cody, getting a sister on his second birthday wasn't bad enough: now she's been sent to live three feet beneath him. In what has always been his own private space. And Cordelia? She's feeling kicked out, summarily dispatched from the space that has always been her safe zone, to make way for someone who can't always figure out that, strictly speaking, you don't have to scream before you fall asleep. You can just, you know, sleep. 

And then, sometimes, she does. 

And PS: Cordelia gave Emma her own Hoppy! It's brown, so it's the REAL Hoppy's cousin (apparently). Emma loves it.