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February 17, 2003

Sleeping With The Bug The

Sleeping With The Bug

The Bug has never had any trouble going to sleep. I emphasize the word NEVER. Those of you who are parents understand that the word “never” means very, very few times. She always has been so sweet at bedtime, giving us hugs, saying her prayers, telling us she loves us and nestling under the covers to get warm before drifting off to a peaceful slumber…………..something has happened.

Understandably, Bug has gone through some changes lately with the recent addition of her brother, but she has seemed to handle this transition rather well. Sure, she wants attention, but she hugs him and kisses him and tries to help him when he cries, so I am not sure if this is the problem or not. It could be that she just wants us to get her out of the bed.

She has a great vocabulary and I think this has only served to frustrate me as the dad because I have been under the assumption that I could talk to her and reason about things. After one night and a nap gone horribly wrong, I decided to talk to the Bug about her crying.

“Why are you crying?,” I patiently asked.

“For you,” she said sweetly, meaning she wanted me to come into the room.

“Well, I have to go to sleep and so do you. We all have to go to sleep, okay?”

“Okay,” she answered as though I had solved the problem.

“So, are you going to cry anymore?,” I asked to make sure she got it.

“No,” came the reply, extra sweet this time.

Needless to say she wailed before I get to the door. For one nap and one night we just let her cry and she has fallen asleep within 15 minutes, which I know is good compared to some of the stories some of you could share, but that is the worse she has ever done. Thankfully, last night’s sleep came without incident and we hope that trend will continue, but I have my doubts.

It is amazing to me how quickly my attitude could change if I didn’t work hard to remain calm. We I leave the first time I am kind, patient, and loving, telling her to go to sleep and that I will see her in the morning…………..after about 5 minutes of crying I am ready to go in there and tell her to be quiet or “I’ll really give you something to cry about” (I am just looking for a reason to pull that one out of the bag).

The first night that things went bad she tried everything she could think of. She cried and waited………..she called mommy and waited……….she called daddy and waited, and you could hear those gears working. Then, after a period of silence she yells out, “I have a POOPIE,” thinking that would bring us in there for sure, but I refused to go at 4 in the morning, plus I knew she doesn’t poop at that time (those of you without kids think that is weird, those of you with them know about learning when your kids poop). After one more period of silence she yells, “I need a book,” as if we would be harming her intellect if we did not bring her a book before sunrise. Eventually it ended, but not before I entertained myself by telling my wife all the ways I could use the “F” word with the Bug to get her to go back to sleep. I will have to share those at some point, I came up with some surprisingly funny ones, given that it was 4am. Right now I may take a nap.

Update: Apparently the story reminded Tony at Trojan Horseshoes of a good story of himself as a child.

Posted by Woundwort at February 17, 2003 01:06 PM | TrackBack
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