For me, sleep training was like a bad word. It meant I was exhausted and have had enough.  Once I reached that point, I had read the “Go the F*ck to Sleep” book to Max about 1000 times. We had established a very lengthy singing, bouncing, rocking routine, and I learned how to become a ninja – transferring him from my arms to the crib and sneaking out of the room without creaking a single floor board. I knew sleep training was in Max’s near future but I kept putting it off until he was healthy, no ear infection or congestion. But let’s get real, it’s cold season and he’s in daycare full time, he’s not going to be cold free until April! So I decided after his tubes it would be sleep train boot camp in our house.

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