Better than expected...

Last night was "Day 1" of tough love. We put Will down at 9:30 and weren't supposed to feed him until 5:30am. We were both really sad when we said good night because the poor little guy didn't know what was in store for him. Will woke up at 1am at which point we turned off the baby monitor and closed our door. Usually, we can hear him crying (even with a fan running) so we were worried we'd be up all night. Either we were really tired, or Will cried himself out really fast, because we both fell asleep pretty quickly. Next thing we knew it was 3am and all was quiet - so he must have cried for less than 2 hours. I peeked in at him and he was curled up in the very corner of the crib (he obviously got himself stuck) and was sound asleep. The monitor went back on and he didn't get up until 5:30am. I was able to feed him and he ate like usual - he wasn't overly hungry. Then he went back to bed and was still asleep when we left for work around 7:45. So it went much better than expected. I have a feeling that the shots he got yesterday, the Tylenol, and all the fresh air we gave him might have contributed to his falling asleep again so we'll see how it goes tonight...