Thursday, December 11, 2014

He's not broken after all!

It turns out the 2 year sleep regression was truly a regression. It lasted about 2 weeks and although I'm probably mushing it by typing it. Sleep in our house is back to normal!

What the regression looked like:

  • fiercely protesting against bedtime
  • bedtime pushing later and later
  • multiple night-time wake-ups (up from a typical zero)
I also have to take into account two viruses and one trip and the beginnings of two year molars that definitely contributed to the difficulties, but his recent language explosion was definitely a factor. He can now tell me "more milk," "more stories," "more sing songs," "outside," "Daddy," etc. Usually, he is rewarding for using his language. Now he's having to learn that just using your words doesn't necessary equal getting what you want.

It was a slow progression of these "mores" and request that led into the full-blown regression for us, but thankfully, it has passed (for the moment).

So here is our current (blissful) routine:
  • After bath and a little tv time (and several countdown warnings), we say goodnight to mommy, daddy, and the dog, get his blanket and milk and go into his bedroom. He knows to shut both doors on the way, to turn the lamp on, light off, and get in the chair.
  • We've are working hard on having Daddy read one book before I come in. He's in a major mommy faze and this is a struggle that we are determined to win. (And we actually keep all doors open and lights on until I come in.)
  • We read a total of 3 books, so I read two additional when I come in. Current faves are: Frozen (duh); Goodnight, Goodnight, Construction Site; Goodnight Gorilla; Thomas (grr); and Goodnight Moon (yay!).
  • Then we say night-night to the books and say night-night light, turn off the lamp and sing songs.
  • I sing 3 or 4 songs. Currently: "Let it Go," "Silent Night," "Hush Little Baby," and "Lullaby." He's become quite picky about his songs and says "no" if I start singing the wrong one. "Rudolph" is a firm no these days. During songs, he eventually turns over and snuggles on my, often dripping milk onto whatever I'm wearing. (I'll take it.)
  • I give a 5 minute, 2 minute and 1 minute warning for "It's almost time to go in Dylan's bed." The times are extremely loose, but I try not to say 1 minute until it's really time. He often says "no" and sometimes I repeat "yes" over and over, but usually I just ignore. He gets pretty upset when I refuse to get him more milk. Probably because I used to open the door and go get more milk. Now that I'm pretty happy with his weight and food intake and I know for sure that it's a stalling tactic, I'm being totally firm and saying "All done milk."
  • Then I say "okay it's time for Dylan's bed," I push down the foot rest on the chair and carry him to his crib.
  • I pause there and let him lay on my shoulder while I hum one more round of lullaby.
  • Then, I tell him I love him and to sleep tight.
And for the past 3 nights, there has been no peep and no night-time wakings. We've even gotten bedtime back to a little before 8:00. It feel amazing and I hope hope hope it continues!

Monday, December 8, 2014

#MicroblogMondays - Manipulation

Dylan has figured out the ultimate manipulation technique. He says "mommy cuddle." He says it toward the end of bedtime, he says it when I'm leaving, and he says it whenever we go upstairs near my bed. How do I possibly refuse a request for cuddles??

He's a smart little guy.



Thursday, December 4, 2014

Struggling with bedtime

We are going through some kind of sleep something over here. It could be the new virus that finally put D on albuterol and got us a pulmonology script. Or it could be the two year molars that are just starting to push their way up. Or maybe it's Dylan's new vocabulary and awareness, but we are struggling. Bedtime at best was right under a half an hour, but lately it's been pushing an hour or longer. And Dylan has a ridiculously strong mommy preference right now and I'm just plain tired!

So last night I was solo-parenting as I do a few nights every month. And usually it's fine because Dylan typically sleeps through the night. But last night I started bedtime at 7 and he wasn't down until 8:45 (way far outside normal). But then he woke up at 12:15 and I was up with him until 12:45. Again not a common occurrence, but happens sometimes. BUT THEN he woke up at 5!!! This has happened twice ever...all in the last two weeks. He typically gets up close to 8. I leave for work at 6:40 at the latest and I get up as late as possible because I hate mornings. But today I was up at 5.

The day went ok, but at 6 pm or so I hit my limit. I'm beat. Luckily Daddy's home tonight. But we still had to figure out a way to have Dylan not freak out that I wasn't putting him to bed. Usually I leave the house, but I was in no mood to sit and wait somewhere for an hour or so. We discussed me pretending to leave then sneaking back in through the garage. But we ended up with the truth. Mommy's going to bed, so say night night. He wasn't thrilled, but I think it made sense to him somehow.

He's not asleep yet, but I hope we both are within minutes. Wish us luck.

Night night.

Oh shit I hear screaming.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Thanksgiving Week

I wasn't happy with my post yesterday. Before that post, I wrote a draft titled "Blogging Rut." I do have some ideas, but a lack of spare time has really hampered my creativity!

But my nanny provided me with a better post topic yesterday afternoon. So consider this "Microblog Tuesday."

Dylan and I had a wonderful time during my week off last week. We left right after school Friday for a quick trip to Big Bear, went to the zoo Tuesday, just hung out on Wednesday, and so on. It was a great week. 

When I got home from school yesterday, our nanny said that Dylan was quite disappointed to see her when he woke up yesterday. He was asking for his mommy. (He says "mommy" now...where did that come from? And when he doesn't want to nap it's "Mommy where are you?" over and over and over.)

Her comment made my day : ).





Monday, December 1, 2014

#MicroblogMondays - Black Friday, etc.

I've never shopped on Black Friday as an adult. First, I value sleep way too much. Second, I am not a split-second decision type of person. I often visit a store 3 times before buying something. Third, I despise crowds. But...

my amazing little sleeper has been quite the opposite recently. And on Black Friday, he woke up at 5:45 am for the day (versus between 7 and 8). So we snuggled (and watched Frozen), but then I figured we might as well shop a bit.

I picked a strip mall near our house (Old Navy, Marshalls, DSW...). I still wasn't ready to try a real mall and I also didn't need anything in particular. At about 8:00 the parking lot was pretty open, Old Navy was 50% off (no deals any of the other places) and I got some clothes for myself, my sister, and Dylan at a great price!

Dylan fell asleep in the stroller and I felt like people would be thinking that I dragged my sleepy child out for my own benefit, but all in all, a pretty good first experience.





Thursday, November 27, 2014

Thankful...

that DH let me sleep in since I was up for almost an hour with Dylan last night.

that Dylan is starting to string words together into sentences even if he now repeats "mommy where are you?" instead of napping.

that Frozen occupied the boys (D and his cousin) long enough for the adults to eat a nice relaxed dinner tonight.

that my mom is watching Dylan tomorrow night so that DH and I can have a night alone. We were going to do Vegas, but now we're staying in town and might just go to the movies...

that I spied Dylan's cousin putting his turkey headband on Dylan's head.

that my family lives nearby and I get to see them all the time.

that I have this little life...it's pretty sweet.



Monday, November 17, 2014

#MicroblogMondays - It's World Prematurity Day

I'm wearing purple to celebrate this little miracle boy. I cannot thank the doctors, procedures, techniques and medicines that kept him alive and allowed him to grow into the amazing little boy he is today. Have I mentioned that he sings now? Mostly "let it go, let it go, let it go...."

He is a 25 week miracle.

(The picture on the left was actually taken about 5 or 6 weeks after he was born. It was very slow going at the start. The top right is in June when he was 16 months adjusted and bottom right was last week at 22 months adjusted.)