Cry It Out--For Babies or for Mommy?

I am trying the cry it out method with Logan. It is a modified version. I'm not leaving him in his room to cry for hours on end or anything. I go check on him every 10-15 mins and usually by that 15 min mark he is asleep. We figure it must be annoying the neighbors who live to the left of us. However, it annoys us when they leave their big rig in the middle of the street and when their dog wakes Kylie up every morning. It also annoys us when they get tasered in their front yard on Memorial Day but that is another story. We figure baby crying vs 20 cop cars on holidays=even.

Back to cry it out...I can't remember how much we did this with Kylie. Aunt Keri watched her during the day and then she went to daycare. When she returned to me she was already a programmed napper. I'm putting Logan on a schedule for his sanity and my sanity. I'm tired. We've been up the past three nights with teething and getting adjusted to the crib and I'm ready to cry it out. I think I may have slept 10 hours in three days and I'm starting to get snippy. Eric was trying to be cute tonight and said something that began with "You know, if this was 1950......" I stopped him right there. I really didn't want to get all Ike Turner on him.

That's the funny thing about kids though. You think you have all the answers and have everything figured out and then they throw you another loop. Logan has started eating solids..just oatmeal and prunes so far. It dawned on me this morning that I now have to figure out how to feed two meals to two children at the same time. Kylie feeds herself but she sometimes wants that extra attention. Just when I thought I was Queen on the Two Kid Parenting I realize that I now must start from scratch. Goodness.

We went to visit Santa today. It isn't the official Santa pics. Wolf Camera was offering free pics with Santa. Logan's will be adorable, he is in his Christmas outfit and is wearing a Santa hat. Kylie? Weeeeellll here's the thing. She didn't want to take a nap today. When she saw Santa she ran between my legs and tried to get me to sit on his lap. I don't know Santa like that ok? So I picked her up, warned the photographer I was about to put her on Santa's lap and then he snapped the picture. The picture should illustrate "angelic"