I write this post with the monitor on. Don’t mind me, if I have to excuse myself every few minutes to go put my son back in bed. It has now been 65 minutes of “excusing” myself.
Last week, Little Man discovered that he can climb out of his crib. Honestly, we were surprised that it took this long because frankly, he climbs on everything. But, in his crib he gets paci, “blank”, and doggie. His favorites. So, he hasn’t had any motivation to climb out of his crib. On that fateful day, crib time was over and Little Man moved to the bottom bunk.
If you follow this blog, you will remember that Little Man is our spirited one. I have worked harder on discipline (not sensory) with him than the other two combined. To prepare for this dreaded day of moving to a “big-boy-bed”, I start about six months earlier training the child to sit in a time-out chair. I believe (right or wrong) that this helps in this process. It has taken six months, but Little Man now sits in a chair for two minutes. Let me reiterate – it has taken six months for this to occur!
As so many of us have, I have watched Super Nanny and have learned the tricks of the trade. With a little bit of Biblical tweaking, that is the process that we also follow. First time, place back in bed and say “goodnight”. From the on, just place back in bed. No hugs and kisses or eye contact.
The first night, Little Man did really well – 30 minutes. I believe Daddy put him back in bed 20 times. Then he stayed all night. Next night was about the same. Last night, he had a dirty diaper in the middle of the “going to bed” and it latest 90 minutes.
Tonight – he is testing me for all it is worth (and of course Daddy is gone!) But now…1 hour and 26 minutes after bedtime, I hear…only the tree frogs through the monitor. Oh…there is some stirring. Will he give up and go to sleep or continue to see if Mommy can keep on? Wonder why this post has taken me 30 minutes to write? All of those times I had to “excuse” myself really add up.
If parenting has taught me anything, it has taught me to keep on, keeping on. Parenting truly isn’t for Cowards. Dr. Dobson is correct on that one. I just hope that Little Man has reached his limit and tomorrow night will be easier on both of us.