A quick rant while he’s asleep.
This must be quick, because “asleep” is becoming a rare state these days. My child, the champion sleeper, has abruptly decided that sleep is overrated. Needless to say, this is driving me NUTS.
(What’s that joke about the steering wheel on the crotch and the punch line is “driving me nuts”? Someone?)
It’s not that he’s getting up early, because although he did get up at the ass-crack of dawn this morning, usually he’s a late sleeper. It’s getting him to sleep. HE DOES NOT WANT TO GO TO SLEEP. And that makes me want him to go live somewhere else, like maybe at Grandma’s. Grandma would probably find his late-night shenanigans charming. She’d feed him cookies and the two of them could watch her DVD box set of the Dean Martin show until he passed out from boredom and embarrassment for poor old Deano.
(Every time I visit my parents my mom says, “I thought we’d watch Dean Martin tonight!” And I have to remind her for the 3,000th time that I don’t really deeply enjoy watching drunk people warble popular classics of the ‘50s and then trip over some props. Maybe a few minutes of it, okay, but we’re inevitably trapped watching one episode after another at my parents’ house with the volume cranked up to a window-rattling decibel, and at some point my mother will turn to me and ask, “What are you crying about?” and I’ll say “I didn’t know I was” and then I’ll go upstairs and try to drown myself in their bathtub only I added too many Epsom Salts and I keep bobbing to the surface.)
As I was saying, he does not want to sleep. At all. We put him down at 9 p.m., and for the next three hours, every five minutes is another request from his room. First he needs A Drink. Then he needs a Toy. Then he needs Something, but He Doesn’t Know What. Then he needs a Hug and a Song. Then a Better Song. Then he wants me to Stay and Chat. And on, and so forth.
I have tried various tactics, none of which have worked. They include but are not limited to: Calming Explaining That Sleep is Important. Ignoring. Yelling. Tears. Insisting that He Fall Asleep NOW Damn It. More Tears. Attempting to Ignore, but Failing. Yelling at Husband.
You see? Failproof! Nothing could be wrong with my strategies! I am going to write one of them child rearing books that show how to rear a child good because I know.
Last night, at 11:30, after an hour of vigorous denial over the goings-on near Henry’s room, I realized that all was quiet and went to check things out. I found Scott sleeping on the floor of Henry’s room while Henry, fully upright and alert, chatted with his father’s inert form. “Darth Vader goes whoosh and the Storm Trooper turns him into Darth Vader and when I’m at the playground I go whoosh down the slide but sometimes I fall and I get a little scrape but I’m okay,” he said as his father snored lightly against the carpeting.
This had better end soon because it's cutting into my precious blog-writing and -reading time.










September 22, 2005
Reader Comments (68)
That being said, my son bounced around in bed for two freaking hours last night (we cosleep). Then he started up with the kicking. Kick. Kick. Kick. Kickkickkick. STOP KICKING. Ok, Mom. Kick. Kick. Kick.
For two hours.
I fell your pain.
Nice to see you back. Sorry about the sleep. We have one like that (of pair of nearly-2 twins) and the only thing that helps her relax long enough to quit talking and fall asleep is a vibrating mattress (Kolcraft) on a timer. No quarters required.
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Ooh, sounds like me. Since #1-Son has been old enough to babysit (at first just while Mom went for groceries, now while Mom and Dad have a date) we've had a rule called "The Four Bs." It means that we had better not hear from you unless there is1) Blood,2) visible Bones,3) something Burning (or the alarm therefor), or4) a Burglar in the house.
This particular rule was instituted when I left him with one sib to go pick up the other from an after-school function. I set the oven timer to go off when I needed to leave, since I am a very deep reader (sometimes I don't hear people talking to me while I read). But I looked up right before it was time to go, so I went. I got a call while I was on the road, "Mom, the oven timer's going off. I can't get it to stop, and it's driving me crazy!" (It's an old analog one, with an annoying buzz and a little hard to turn.) I was not pleased that this was considered a crisis, and the "4-B" rule was invented the minute I got home.
We actually say, "get your time wasting drink of water and get your ass in bed."
The we hold our breath and listen for child protective services to knock on the door.
We actually used to *pay* her to stay in bed. Every time we came to check on her, if she was in bed, she got a penny in a jar. If she got out of bed, even to pee, she lost a penny. At the end of the week she got to keep all the pennies that were still in the jar. You could maybe ding him for yelling, too.
But our kid is unusually acquisitive. And it only worked for six months or so; then she caught on that a penny isn't that much money and we were back where we started.
Oh, forget it. HA!
(i work in a psychiatric institution with 13-18 year olds.)
you practically don't have to do anything!
I'm mostly kidding.
My almost-six-year-old was a HORRID baby sleeper. Now, he sleeps beautifully, with very little intervention. His baby brother, who just turned three, is a party animal. He mostly did well until he was about 2 1/2; at which point we moved and he gave up on sleeping and eating.
Routine helps enormously in getting him to go to bed, and he NEVER comes out of the room on his own (I have no idea how we did that), but he will call for me intermittently until he finally passes out midrequest. Some nights are better than others, and he doesn't pull this garbage at naptime. I think I just have to wait it out; I'd ignore him more often but the boys share a room, and the big one has to go to school so I don't want him awakened.
Wait until baby #3 arrives (two months away now) and Danny is ignored in favor of the infant! Wow, will we have control issues!!!!