Night #2, a wonderful success. I realize that by putting this out into the conscious world I am jinxing myself and tonight is going to be hellacious but in the meantime I am glowing.
Put her down for bed at 7:45 pm when she was starting to be a real crank. She cried for 15 minutes, puttered out, cried, I went in told her I loved her, patted her back and walked out. She passed out cold.
She did wake up a couple times, even did a half assed whimper but then put herself right back to sleep.
If I hadn't been waiting for her to cry with my supersonic mommy hearing I think I could have slept through the whole night. I had to practically wake her up at 7 am.