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The last thing I remember was running through an airport with a group of friends trying to catch a flight to Paris.  We were late.  There was thunder and lightning and a shit ton of rain.  The airport was HUGE and one of my friends kept stopping to take pictures of herself to upload to Facebook, which was seriously annoying because we were going to miss our flight.  Then she sprawled out on the dirty airport floor and asked me to snap a couple shots of her because she neeeeeded a new profile pic, like, right that second.  She wouldn’t let it go and get up off the floor.  UGH!  Fine.

That’s when I heard the clicking sound.  It was happening every few seconds.  Click-click.  Pause.  Click-click.  I thought it was the shutter sound from the camera but then I slowly opened my eyes and registered the whole Paris-airport thing had been a dream.  But the clicking was still there.  I thought it was coming from outside my bedroom window.  Then I heard it again, followed by the unmistakable sound of my son’s quick yet heavy footsteps. Oh no.  I realized the clicking had been him fiddling with his doorknob, trying to open the door.  I looked at the alarm clock and it was 5:15 am.  It was still dark out.  And he was headed for his sister’s room to wake her up.  I shot up out of bed to stop him because I couldn’t fathom starting my day at 5:15 am.

I got to him in time and led him back into his own room.  I cut off all his protests about wanting to get up and go downstairs and put him back in bed,  saying that it was still dark out and everyone was sleeping and he had to go back to sleep for a little while.  I turned on his music box, put his blanket over him and left the room.  And (thank God) he stayed put and went back to sleep.

At 7:30 on the dot, he was back up and in my room. I knew there was no way he could be talked back into his bed so I dragged myself out of mine and followed him down the hall.  He woke his sister up and bounded down the stairs.  I went down, got them some juice and made myself a cup of coffee, listening to him run back and forth through the downstairs and wondering how he could possibly have the energy to go from sleeping to hyper that fast.  I gave them their juice and had a few sips of coffee.  My daughter was requesting a cheese stick, which I told her was not what she was having for breakfast and please, please, stop talking until Mommy has had her coffee.  But she kept going on about the cheese stick, so I just ignored it.  Then I looked over into the tv room at my son and he was curled up on the couch with his juice, eyes half shut, falling asleep.

Well that must be nice.  Hmph.

one of my many mistakes

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My daughter has a very hard time calming down and going to sleep.  She tries.  She closes her eyes and gets this look of total concentration on her face as she tries to create her perfect sleep environment.  She’s been doing it since she was an infant.

It started with the pacifier.  As much as she wanted it in her mouth, she was never able to keep it in there.  I’d put the paci in, she’d close her eyes and suck, the thing would pop right out, she’d scream, I’d replace it.  Repeat.  Repeat.  Repeat.  Repeat.  Repeat…

Eventually, I’d just sort of rest the rubber side against her lips and she’d make kind of a kissy face and suck that way until she fell asleep.  The paci would eventually fall away, but she was already asleep and didn’t notice.  She just kept sucking at the air.  Suck, suck, suck, just like a little fish.

Now, seven months later, she is able to keep the pacifier in, but she never really became all that reliant on it the way her brother did.  He’ll sleep with it in his mouth but she scooches up to whatever is closest to her – usually the crib rails or bumper screen – and suck.  If all else fails, she just puts her palm in front of her mouth and fishy kisses that until she falls asleep.

Lately, she’s had an awful time falling asleep on her own.  She’s been teething and pretty much got teeth 3 through 7 all within the last month.  I’m sure it can’t be pleasant having that many teeth coming in all at once, so I’ve tried to help her out with the sleeping thing as much as I can.  I think I’ve created a monster though…

Because I couldn’t stand her screaming her head off indefinitely, and also because it was starting to wake up her twin brother with whom she shares a room, I started taking her out of her crib when she screams and rocking her until she falls asleep.  She’s been doing her fishy kisses on my chin or neck.  It’s the sweetest little thing, and I admit, it’s been my favorite part of the day.

Unfortunately, since I started doing this, she’s gotten quite used to screaming until I pick her up and getting rocked to sleep.  Now she won’t fall asleep on her own no matter how long I let her cry.  She just gets more upset, screams louder and louder, and really, how long can I leave her screaming in there?  Gahhh!!  Now I have to put an end to the rocking and I have no idea how to do it.  If I let her scream, it will wake up her sleeping twin.  But if I rock her to sleep, who knows when she’ll be able to go to sleep on her own – I may be rocking her to sleep until she leaves for college…