Sunday, June 25, 2006

Ugh....I think I spoke too soon about Ewan's blissful entry into the big boy bed. Last night he got out of bed over 30 times. Probably 2 or 3 before midnight and then all other 30+ times after 5am. I don't know what was going on with him but basically I continued to put him in bed until 7am when it was okay for him to actually get up. I don't know why he didn't go back to sleep but our suspicions lie with some kind of poopie incident since he had a poop when Jon changed his diaper this morning. Normally my nose catches a poopie wake up at an odd hour but it didn't last night. Perhaps it is because I have been sick and running fever and my nose was off. I did notice strange smell when I went in his room one of the 30 times--but it didn't smell like poo. Unfortunately Ewan did not disclose any dirty diaper incident any of the times I was putting him back in bed.

Visions of SuperNanny were flooding in my head about how you deal with Jack-in-the-Box bed syndrome. Just put them back in bed without engaging in conversation--over and over again. I was having a hard time sleeping because of fever so I let Jon sleep while I took care of our jack-in-the-box rascal. Jon has had to be superdad while I am not able to do as much due to my virus.

I am really hoping this was a fluke night and that we won't be dealing with this for the next several nights. He went to bed too late (30 minutes really makes a difference to him). Tonight we are going to set up a timer on a little globe light in his room. When the light turns on a 7am he will know that it is okay to get out of bed in the morning.

There just isn't a lot of creativity in problem solving when you are sick and it is 5 in the morning! Oh, Lord-give us your wisdom!

1 comment:

thelins said...

oooh dear... sounds like it's not just the first few months of a child's life that's tough!