just when you think you have things all figured out...

i thought i had it down pat. with finley, when i was tired of feeding her in the middle of the night, i just let her cry it out, and 10 minutes later, she went back to sleep. and i never had to feed her in the middle of the night again. then here comes joe. he was right next to our bed in the pack-n-play, and would wake up, roll over, look right at me, and start crying like nobody's business. so we moved him out of sight, which didn't really work. so we moved him to the living room. the first night i woke up at 3am and all was quiet. 'wow,' i thought. 'that was easy.' and i was wide awake until he woke up at 4. feeling confidant and having guests over, we moved him into the room with finley, threw all of his pacifiers into his crib so he would be sure to find them, and thought we were on our way to restful nights at last. not so much. he is smart. and determined. and once he figured out that if he screamed loud and long enough, he might get some attention.... a new plan of action is called for. i hope finley can handle sleeping elsewhere for a while. at least finley didn't poop in her underwear today!