Heathen for a Day

Today we are being what my mother would call heathens.  We skipped church, slept in, held our baby, ate fast food and didn't take showers until one.  It was what we needed as a family.  This past week has been anything but fun.  It is our own fault.  We broke the never hold a sleeping baby rule on day 1 and have never looked back...UNTIL last week.  Our sweet little boy loves his crib at night and is such a good sleeper all night long but in the day time, the crib is his torture chamber.  He hates it, refuses to nap in it and lets you know just how much he hates it for hours after the incident.  By the books, he should have adjusted to nap in his crib in 4 days or less.  Books, books,books....Seven days later he is still not adjusting to nap in his crib.  Who knew that I would already have to choose a parenting style?  It all seems too soon and sudden and I am not prepared.  I know this is only the beginning of choosing what is best for my son.  I know that everyone and their dog has an opinion about sleep habits and styles.  I know that books will always promise me solutions.  I trust that the Lord will give us guidance in doing what is best.  I pray that Cooper will always feel loved no matter where he naps.  And I feel so much better now that I got that out.