I’ve made up new words to that song, because I really don’t like the whole mockingbird/diamond ring version:
Hush, little baby, don’t you cry, Mama’s gonna sing you a lullaby.
And if that lullaby is flat, Daddy’s gonna buy you a silly hat;
And if that silly hat turns red, Mama’s gonna knit you a scarf instead;
And if that scarf gets lost one day, Daddy’s gonna take you to the park to play.
So hush, little baby, don’t you cry, Mama’s gonna sing you a lullaby.
And if that lullaby’s in tune, Daddy’s gonna make you a macaroon;
And if that macaroon’s too sweet, Mama’s gonna felt you some Fuzzy Feet;
And if those Fuzzy Feet get chewed, Daddy’s gonna teach you a game called Snood.
So hush, little baby, don’t you cry, Mama’s gonna sing you a lullaby.
I haven’t quite figured out a verse for if the lullaby is sharp yet. Maybe something about a harp?
Now, if only the song worked. If I try to sing Carrie to sleep, she just watches and listens intently. Every night, our half-hour bedtime routine stretches at least another hour of trying to convince her to actually go to sleep. I don’t really get it – earlier this week she was falling asleep within minutes of laying down in her crib, but now every nap and bedtime involves copious amounts of tears. Oh, and Carrie cries too. I guess maybe we should remove the thumbtacks from her mattress?
I can’t even imagine trying the cry-it-out method of getting her to sleep – the tears are hard enough to handle when I’m right there comforting her. I’m really hoping this is just a phase. I think I read somewhere that when babies are learning new skills they tend to have problems sleeping, and so far this week she’s figured out a lot of new things – including how to grab things off a restaurant table faster than we can move them out of her reach! Now if I could just figure out how to function when I have to wake up every 45 minutes, life would be good.