In the early days after Taylor was born, I would talk to moms of older babies and hear them discussing bedtimes and having a schedule. In my sleep-deprived state, these words sounded so foreign. The idea of ever having any sort of routine again was impossible to imagine. Now, after four and a half months, we are starting to get a routine to our days. We’ve really tried to follow her natural rhythm (after all, it’s Taylor’s world…we just live in it) and it’s working out pretty well so far. Finally we’re able to get her down for a somewhat regular bedtime. Unfortunately, T.J. has caught on to our routine and she does NOT like to go to bed. Personally, I would be thrilled if someone put me down for a nap, but not Taylor. As soon as she catches sight of her crib, she’s onto us and the drama begins. Suddenly, our happy, smiley baby turns into a major crankypants and she opens up all the stops. What follows is about 5 minutes or so of steady crying, fussing, sweating, squirming mayhem until she rolls onto her side, puts her thumb in her mouth and then she’s off to dreamland.