For some strange reason Olivia has been all over the clock when it comes to bedtime. I remember when I would brag about her being a great sleeper. Just place her into the crib, put num-num’s next to her, say “night time for little girls”, and push the seahorse on. Four steps was all it took. Oh, how we miss those days.
One night she started standing up in bed right after you closed the door. We tried to stay in our room watching the monitor, hoping she would lay down, but no luck. Once the bunny (num-nums) was tossed overboard we had to step in.
The hot evening heat must be getting to her because forget 7:30 bedtime. It became 10:45, 10:00 or 9:00 if we’re lucky. Four nights, of 3 hour rocking sessions on the porch swing, while singing lullabies, did the trick. Once she fell into exhaustion you could sneak her up to bed. This lasted until she realized what fun sitting outside at night could be. Why go to sleep ever?
After our second weekend spent trying to get her to stay in bed, Dada decided to take charge.
He said, “we can’t let her win anymore”.
“Oh, my hero”.
So, the first night he spent 45 minutes in her room humming to her and keeping her lying down. I must say he did a very good job. I would’ve lost my patience after 15 minutes and just picked her up.
It’s amazing how manipulative a child can be at this age. They can already figure out how to get their way. Olivia would place her foot in between the bars and whine as if it was stuck so daddy could help her. She continued to do this multiple times to keep him right by her. Smart little cookie.
The second night took 25 minutes. Finally the third night took 10 minutes. Happy to say she is now understanding who the bosses are.
“She is not the boss of me”. We have to remember that.
Thank you Dada we now have evenings to ourselves again...for now.
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