Last week's pick: solved.
How'd I do it, you ask? And so quickly? We got rid of the nap.
I admit, I held onto it--selfishly--as long as I could. But her rigorous new school schedule made me realize that we weren't long for napping anyway around our house. She'll be coming home from preschool too late to start a nap.
So, we went cold turkey.
And while it's led to a couple of meltdowns and several bouts of uncontrollable laughter, it has also made bedtime a dream.
Our current routine now consists of bath, two books, lights out. And, after 8.5 minutes: silence.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Olivia's Pick--31 August 2009
"Mommy, Mommy. I need some water."
"Mommy, Mommy. I need a book."
"Mommy, Mommy. I need to go on the potty."
"Mommy, Mommy. I need you to come back upstairs and into my room because I don't want to go to sleep."
OK, in truth, she hasn't actually said that last one. But that's what every other "need" she suddenly discovers at bedtime boils down to. This, dear Mamas, is most definitely what she's into this week. And I'm sure she's not the only 3 (or 4 or 5) year-old with this particular affinity.
I'm trying--most times gently--to break her of this affliction. Not only is it highly annoying, but, on the worst nights, it robs her of an hour of sleep. (Not to mention that it also robs Mama of an hour of Mama time.)
Bedtime has never been a big deal around our house. So I'm not used to jumping through these hoops just to get her to go to sleep.I
t's likely that I'm handling the situation all wrong. I've been walking that tightrope between sweet words of understanding and fire-breathing dragon Mama. I'm hopeful, however, that preschool will prove so utterly exhausting for her that, in less than two weeks, this problem will seem but a distant dream.A Mama can hope, right?
"Mommy, Mommy. I need a book."
"Mommy, Mommy. I need to go on the potty."
"Mommy, Mommy. I need you to come back upstairs and into my room because I don't want to go to sleep."
OK, in truth, she hasn't actually said that last one. But that's what every other "need" she suddenly discovers at bedtime boils down to. This, dear Mamas, is most definitely what she's into this week. And I'm sure she's not the only 3 (or 4 or 5) year-old with this particular affinity.
I'm trying--most times gently--to break her of this affliction. Not only is it highly annoying, but, on the worst nights, it robs her of an hour of sleep. (Not to mention that it also robs Mama of an hour of Mama time.)
Bedtime has never been a big deal around our house. So I'm not used to jumping through these hoops just to get her to go to sleep.I
t's likely that I'm handling the situation all wrong. I've been walking that tightrope between sweet words of understanding and fire-breathing dragon Mama. I'm hopeful, however, that preschool will prove so utterly exhausting for her that, in less than two weeks, this problem will seem but a distant dream.A Mama can hope, right?
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