Daphne's sleeping habits have nearly reverted back to her early days of colic-like, fussiness (you know, the inconsolable crying at the top of her lungs for more than 20 to 30 minutes). It is so hard not to pick her up and love on her as she wails, but she is far beyond the threshold of manipulation. We don't want to begin any bad habits now that she can self-soothe herself to sleep. Slurp, slurp, slurp! She enjoys sucking on her index and middle finger when she's particularly fussy, and it always seems to calm her down. She refuses pacifiers and prefers her fingers instead. In fact, she will use one hand to brace the forearm of the hand she is slurping. hehehe
Those fingers are delicious!
Only a few weeks ago, Jennie and I were on cloud nine. We would place Daphne in her crib for "middle-of-the-day" naps and to sleep at night with no issues whatsoever; she might fuss for 2 or 3 minutes tops and then, whammo! Sleepy time.
Since last weekend's festivities and travel, Daphne has not been the same baby. I'm sure this is only a phase and it, too, will resolve itself soon... she simply needs some consistency and all will be hunky-dory again.
Here's a picture of our little princess enjoying her mobile: