Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Our kids are revolting against us. Bedtime is a war zone. "Sleep regression" is what they call it, I guess? Our 4 month old daughter has decided she's not going to cooperate at night, and since I'm home alone most nights with the two kids, the weekend is when I beg for tag team efforts. Last night I had my husband go in (2 of the 6 or so times) to try and comfort her, thinking that if she didn't smell me she would be more likely to calm down. I spied on them from the monitor and just shook my head. Hubby was sitting in the rocker, holding her like she had a communicable disease so I used the two-way talk feature on the monitor to tell him to "try a little harder!" This is the result. Lawd have mercy. Men are funny.
After this (and many other attempts) didn't work, we decided to let her cry in bed for about 10 minutes. She was 4 months old yesterday, and cried herself to sleep. Girls are so dramatic.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aO8dPUwAIu8&feature=youtu.be