The CIO Can of Worms
It was opened over at Dooce this weekend. All went well for a while, but–ha ha ha–like trying to catch two different streams of vomit at once, it couldn’t last.
The whole CIO-or-not-to-CIO is a fairly emotional issue for most mothers; thus Heather’s appropriate remark that “when I talk about this I’m going to be walking barefoot into an area littered with land mines.” Oh yes, indeed. Check out the 475 comments (as Jon said, things really started going downhill after 400 or so). Look, nobody LIKES to do the cry-it-out method. Nobody. Clearly Heather cares about Leta and her well-being. Still, judging by the remarks of some of the more hysterical AP mamas, you’d think she was leaving her daughter out in a dumpster in the snow.
They really pissed me off. These people don’t seem to know how much severe sleep deprivation hurts. And that beyond the hurt, it’s even kind of dangerous.
And I finally figured out exactly what it was about all the mean commenters that made me so angry. It was a real revelation. What pisses me off about it is that the natural extension of their logic automatically condemns most mothers of multiples. Some of these people like to claim that letting your baby cry is so horrible it practically causes brain damage. So I guess twin moms are all bad moms and most twins are going to need massive therapy, because mothers of multiples don’t have the LUXURY of being able to run to every baby that cries all the time, every time, 24/7. We can try, but the simple fact is we’re outnumbered. This is why probably 80 to 90% of twin parents you meet are CIO parents, or at least leaning that way. Having one or two extra babies in the mix forces you to be a little more militaristic whether you like it or not. There are some AP twin parents out there, sure. Some of them even do the whole cloth-diapering thing while they’re at it. Am I impressed? No. These are the sorts of people that have an unusually strong tolerance for sleep deprivation, a lot of help, a lot of Prozac on hand or all three. They are in the minority, because most of us realize sanity has to come first. It has to, or you can’t do your job.
Lest anybody think I’m a cheerleader for Ferber, I’m not. I don’t have any of his books, but I do own The No-Cry Sleep Solution. I’m actually pretty squarely in the middle. All I know is I couldn’t sleep through the crying (though a lot of the time the other twin could), but the gentler methods didn’t really work either. So I was really pretty screwed. Perhaps I could have been a little more organized about seeing patterns and figuring out an appropriate course of action if I’d had something like this, but I didn’t. I was doing everything blind, and on almost no sleep.
This is yet another parenting topic where I really feel like an outsider from all sides.
P.S. If you want a laugh, check out comment #263.



hey - thanks for the shoutout! back before it got nasty over at dooce, i was struck with how everyone’s stories sounded essentially similar, even if their methods differed.
also, i myself was just getting ready to blog about the CIO thing and how it is a totally different equation with twins. but since you’ve already done it, i think i’ll just point people to slolane…
here’s another similar rant on one vs. two: for the record, i totally believe in “baby wearing” as much as a mom/dad can manage it. i’m not psycho about it, i just believe babies benefit from being worn, using any of the available “wearing” devices. but one time i was at whole foods with my then 4-month-old twins. one baby was sleeping on me in the bjorn, the other was sleeping in her infant carrier on the back of the shopping cart (note: BOTH sleeping). i was in line paying (read: i was on the verge of declaring the shopping trip a success). out of nowhere, a woman behind me in line started to lecture me about slings and how i should use them instead of bjorns, ESPECIALLY because they would enable me to wear both babies at once, etc blah blah blah.
“do you have twins?” i asked?
“no, but i carried both my kids in slings til they were 15 years old,” she said. or something like that.
luckily for my karma, i was just well-rested enough to turn away.