As Stubborn As A Mule

I love my Grandma Jane.

She is strong, funny, spiritual, loving, blunt...
These are many of the reasons why we gave Keira's middle name "Jane".

Although I didn't know that along with all the good comes the not so FUN qualities.

Something known in our family as...
"being a Jane".

A few weeks back I struggled to get this little piggy down from 2 to zero night time feedings.
It was such an uphill battle that I gave in to the 430am request for milk.

Yet here we are again, with a sick baby that is now stuck on waking up at midnight, 2am and 5am!!!

My first thought that comes when I hear our precious Stubborn Mule is always...

#(&*$#^(@&$
(because seriously...who wants to be up in the middle of the night?)

I've tried everything.
All my "mommy" tactics.
Rocking, bouncing, 5-10-15min rule, ignoring, feeding H2O, pat/hush and leave, Daddy...
I'm at the bottom of the barrel.
Nothing is stopping this head strong baby!!

So last night, I rolled over and pulled the pillow over my head.

I don't know what happened, or how long, but I don't care.
Momma needs some sleep!

Good Night little Mule!