Question: How is it to Ferberize your child at 9:30 at night while writing a briefing note for the Big Kahuna due at 8:00 am the following morning? (At least Adoring and Wonderful Husband is out watching the Sens get their asses whooped instead of sitting here tsk tsking me with his, "Are you REALLY SURE we should be letting him cry like THAT??!")
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3 sweet nothing:
really... what does ferberize mean!
your posts are short, but especially meaningful these days!
b. :-)
ouch! Do you mean I should've sent you to MoG?
I am sitting at work totally stressed knowing that the cutest grandson in the world is crying himself to sleep. While we ferberized (even though it wasn't called that)our children it was so much easier than hearing it about our grandchildren. How things change. Actually, by the time this note is written the stress of a crying baby Justin is in the forefront of my mind.
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