Often when I would try to loosen that grip on my hair, he would wake up as if he was startled, cry out and then grab my hair and pull it toward him. There was no way he was going to sleep without Mama’s hair…and that was a problem.
I tried to wean him off my hair the few days leading up to sleep training, but I was only mildly successful. I tried giving him his stuffed kitty instead, but he out tricked me. He held the kitty in one hand and my hair in the other. I tried giving him a little horse with a mane of hair like a Barbie dolls, but he knew the difference, even at 4 a.m.
Whenever Lukas was hurt or fussy, all he needed was my hair to calm down. Even while I was still nursing him, my hair was his main source of comfort. How was I ever going to sleep train this little guy without having to stick my head in the crib?
I finally decided to cut off a fairly long lock of hair. I tied it in a knot and then while holding the knot taut; I sewed it to a ribbon. I then tied the ribbon in a knot around the hair knot and then tied this ribbon on to his stuffed lamb. My hope was that having a little bit of my hair in his crib would give him that little bit of comfort that he needed. I even sprayed a bit of perfume on the lamb so that it would smell like me.
Lucky for me, sleep training went really well and wasn’t at all as difficult as I had expected. Lukas loves his crib now. Yesterday after his nap I spied on him. He was sitting in his crib holding his lamb, pulling my lock of hair through his fingers in his own little world. And, although a part of me still wished that it was connected to my head, I was glad that he was happy without me.