The nine month sleep regression hit us hard in the Oatmeal house. We went from an easy bedtime with one wake up around 4am, to a full-on bedtime war and multiple wake ups nightly. Naps were nearly impossible; I would either have to walk Little Oats around the neighbourhood in the stroller, or drive around in the car to get her to fall asleep. On the rare occasion she would fall asleep in her crib, she would wake up 40 minutes later, screaming and ready to get up. I was exhausted, she was exhausted, and we needed to break the cycle.
Mentally, I went through the checklist of things that could be bothering her. Was she learning a new skill? Was she teething? Did she have gas? A cold? A fever? Was her room too warm? Too cold? When the answers to all of these questions were no, Mr O and I knew it was time to sleep train again. We knew she was capable of putting herself to sleep, and that she was able to sleep for more than 3 hours at a time. So we picked a date, circled it on the calendar, and tackled sleep training once again.
The first thing we decided to do was get rid of Little Oats’ habit of nursing to sleep. I enjoyed the pre-bedtime snuggles, but she always woke up the second I put her down in the crib and screamed. To drop this habit, we switched up her bedtime routine a bit; I would nurse her downstairs, then Mr. O would take her upstairs and do pyjamas-books-prayers-bed. Since we wanted her to put herself to sleep, it seemed like a great idea.
Second, we knew that cry-it-out with checks had worked really well for us the last time. So, combined with the new bedtime routine, our night would look something like this: