Who's the big crybaby?

So, I haven't written in a while. Why? Cuz, I'm tired, fool! My little 7 month old dude (a.k.a. Dano, Big D, Danbo, DJ Jazzy Jeff) keeps waking up in the middle of the night sometimes 2xs a night. He's clearly not like his big sis who slept 12 hours night when she turned 2 months. Last week I was so tired that I couldn't really focus on anything. Chores went undone so the house was a mess. I couldn't really muster up the energy to do anything except imbibe diet coke and eat carbs (let's see some of my favorites Kettle Krinkle Cut Potato Chips with salt and freshly ground pepper, tortilla chips, chocolate, cookies). It was a sorry scene. My friends kept telling me to let him cry it out. I couldn't bring myself to do it until one night I got mad at the little bugger for waking me up 3xs!!!! So I said to him (silently of course), "You think you're tough little guy...well, Mommy is tougher. Bring it on little man! Tomorrow night will be a different story." Please remember I was tired and letting off steam. If you're not a mom, then shut yer trap and keep reading or hop off here and go read perezhilton.com - it's good stuff. So you could probably figure out the rest - the next night I let him cry it out. It hurt me more than I anticipated. I felt tense, upset and anxious cuz my little D was crying for his momma who was trying to teach him something. Boy, his crying made my heart hurt (I'm the true crybaby) BUT after 20 minutes - he stopped and kept sleeping!!! I was so happy. The next night he did the same and so far he's been doing it off and on but more on than off. Once I got a full night's sleep or closer to it - I felt like a different person. I could think clearly and rationally and actually get stuff done around the house. Actual planning rather than reacting! Miracles can/do happen. Knock on a giant redwood tree!