The one question everyone, and I mean strangers-on-a-train everyone, would ask: “Soooo, how does he sleeeep?”
Sleep training? Of course! Ferber all the way, right?
If anything, it made it worse.
But that was the one question everyone, and I mean strangers-on-a-train everyone, would ask: “Soooo, how does he sleeeep?”
In my earnestness, I felt duty bound to be honest. But it eventually dawned on me that there was a direct connection between every inquiry and that night’s ensuing fiasco.
Instead, I tried, “I’m not talking about it,” which excited more comment. I attempted, “Baruch Hashem,” which also instigated continuing chatter. In retrospect, I should have faked a violent coughing fit, which in today’s post-Covid world, would ensure that I’d be left alone very quickly. Or I should have feigned deafness, which seemed to work for my Babby when she had enough of people.
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