One. Night. At. A. Time.

Not a day goes by when someone doesn't ask me how Jillian is sleeping.

Sleep?

What's sleep?

But ya know what? As frustrated as I am, and trust me- I am frustrated, I have realized that I have to take it night by night.

I can't worry whether or not she will be sleeping next Sunday. I can't worry whether or not we can take that over nighter in the hotel in a couple of months in fear she won't sleep and therefore none of us will.

I put her to bed each night hoping tonight is the night she will sleep just a tad better.

On top of that, I can't be consumed by the fact that almost every baby I know (some younger than Jillian) are sleeping WAY better. It is what it is and God has given me "non-sleeping children" for a reason.

Jordyn: HORRIBLE sleeper. But hey, she was potty trained way before her second birthday. I will take that in an instant.

So ya know, Jillian may be waking up 4 times a night but I can only hope there will be a trade off down the road. I may have tired eyes but if I can rid my house of diapers before she is two- it's a deal!

P.S.- last night she did AWESOME! One night down- check!