night one!

Last night was Uma's first night sleeping with me without the boob. She's no dummy, and has felt this coming for some time. The last few weeks, she's been totally unwilling to detach from me all night long as she is teething. That's right, ladies and gentlemen, ALL NIGHT LONG.
To her defense, she has broken 3 molars in the last few weeks as well as a few of her front teeth. These have been a LONG time coming.
I mean looooooooonggggggggg.
When I have unlatched, she lets out the fury of the homeland security. It wasn't pretty at all. But last night, after one night sleeping with Shanny, she seemed to know something was up, but her tantrum only lasted about fifteen minutes each of the two times she awoke searching for her favorite snack. That's nothing in Umaville!!!!
It was remarkable, really.
If I would have tape-recorded the wailings, it would have sounded like a demon child screaming "MAMA! MAMA!! MAMA!!! "
Arching her back, biting my shirt, kicking her legs- she'd make many a protester proud.
But I just laid there, trying not to feed into it, or make it better as that really only makes it worse.
And then she would collapse in utter exhaustion.
My little angel.
I don't expect tonight to be as easy.
Usually, just when she starts to get comfortable with a new routine (that she doesn't like),
she will acquiesce after the initial storm, and then light up the ammunition once again.
Hopefully, my little warrior will surrender......