Category Archives: Sleeping

When/how will co-sleeping End?

The fact is, my daughter has snuck into my bed in the middle of the night for 3 years now. She doesn’t get such a good night sleep and nor do I, so I’ve tried everything I can to get her to stay in her bed. She does fall into a slumber in her bed it’s just that she doesn’t stay there.

She used to blame the moon and say it did magic and put her next to me in the dark, so I wrote her a letter from the moon saying that if she stayed in her bed when would leave a prize every day under her mattress, it bled me dry! In the end I was leaving anything that I could find, half an old biscuit or three pieces of popcorn, ha ha.

We also tried sticker charts and she’s done very well she currently has five stickers on the chart it’s just that has come from a month, not so good. I reckon she responds quite well to bribery, y’know the carrot not the stick, so I said if she stayed in her room for the entire night seven nights on the trot she would get a big prize. She lasted two nights. I pulled out the big guns and promised a pet if she could do 21 sleeps in a row. This made for a very excited little girl thinking of a pet fish called “Goldie” (I’m presuming after it’s colour, not the drum n bass guy?) She managed one sleep.

I’ve changed tack now and have resorted to asking her how to keep her in her own bed. She thought about it for some time and told me that my bed is comfy and cosy because I’m there and the only way she was going to stay in her princess bed was if I locked her to the mattress! Obviously I’m not going to do that, I don’t have chains long enough, ha ha.

I’m at my wits end with, I’ve run out of ideas, should I just let her sleep in my bed and if I shouldn’t how do I stop her coming in? Any suggestions gratefully received as ever…….

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The big issues

It’s inevitable that kids cry when they’re tired, hey, it’s inevitable that I cry when I’m tired, but at least it’s at a sad film or because I’ve broken my favourite wine glass, but the my 4 year old daughter really goes for it at the slightest thing. Within an hour today we have had meltdowns for these reasons:

*Breaking biscuit in 2 when she wanted it whole, but it wouldn’t fit in the cup of milk

*Me putting her socks on when she wanted to do it herself

*Me taking her socks back off

*The bed covers being minions not the Anna and Elsa duvet covers

*Cos it’s not her birthday

Jeez, I really have to mum up!

New Year’s Eve-what do you do?

I’m not a massive fan of New Year’s Eve, never have been, I think it’s for people who don’t normally go out and too much pressure to stay awake and smile, but I go along with it and mark it every twelve months. So, NYE-to go out or not?

That’s the dilemma every year, when she was a baby it was easy, take her along, she’ll sleep anywhere in her buggy, but as she’s got older it’s more of an issue. I’m only talking about house parties by the way, don’t picture us giving it large in a nightclub!

This year we’re going to someone’s house and I think the best thing to do is drive, here’s my thinking, if she wants to sleep, I’m sure she can go on top of one of the beds, but if we get a whinger of an evening, I can whip her home with no bother and not ruin the celebration for anyone else. One thing I do know is that she definitely will not make midnight, there’s a very good chance I’ll be asleep too!

How to finish with the moon?

All the way through being a mum I’ve sort of had a project on the go, it’s the main issue of the day if you like, I’ll concentrate on that until we get it nailed then look for the next mission.

So, it might be eating decent food or potty training or not taking your clothes off in the park.

Right now I think I’m gaining on my biggest win to date. After sleeping in with me for 2 years, I have got my 4 year old daughter to sleep in her own bed in her own room, hoooorrrraaaaayyyyy!!! But that doesn’t mean I haven’t had to endure pain on the way. Nights of getting up 7 or 8 times in the night are not rare and we’ve had many a melt down after getting to the top of the stairs at bedtime. But she’s finally got there…..with bribery.

Every morning the moon, the lovely kind hearted moon that used to put her in my bed, leaves her a present under her bed if she’s been there all night. Felt tip pens, a purse, a torch, socks (whatever I’ve bought at the shop that day, she even got a tin of rice pudding one morning) they all spur her on to being a “big girl” and stay there overnight.

Problem is, I’ve been doing this, sorry, the moon has been doing this for 3 months now and is running out of ideas and money. Any tricks you lovely people have for bringing this tradition to a close would be gratefully received?

Night before school tearjerker

*tearjerker

It’s the night before my little one starts school for the first time and I’m putting her to bed. I’ve been on the verge of tears for about 48 hours now and can feel myself well up just at Corrie like it’s the end of Titanic, but I’m actually holding it down.

So I go to read a bedtime story and she starts rattling on about ladybirds and how they have mummies and daddies and how her friends also have mummies and daddies. (Btw there’s no daddy on the scene here, never has been) Then she makes my day, my week, my life. “But I’ve got the bestest mummy ever!”

At that point there’s nothing I can do to stop the waterworks, I’ve held it in but now no amount of fanning my eyes is going to stop it. But she looks at me and says “why are you making such a funny face mummy?” “Because you make me so happy my funny little monkey!” Is my reply.

Trying to sleep in the heat hell

Last night was hell trying to get my little girl to sleep in the heat. We’d been in the garden all afternoon when it was 30 degrees and she been led in a sleeping bag cos she’s cold in the shade! So, it came as no surprise that her bedroom was too hot to go to sleep. She still of course wanted her duvet and 15 blankets covering her and I stayed for five minutes holding a hand so that should settle down. 10 minutes later she’s up again and asking for a drink and taking her pyjamas off. I put her back in bed but then heard a voice from the top of the stairs asking to go into my room because it’s cooler. Then she couldn’t sleep because I wasn’t with her so I got into my bed and waited for her to close her eyes, that didn’t happen. 
Boiling under the duvet she started a conversation about when she’s a grown-up and she has a baby in her tummy. Will it be a boy or a girl, what names will they have, will I then be a nanny and will she be a mummy? No sign of sleep yet. We are now two hours into the bedtime routine and she starts to close her eyes when we hear the familiar sound of Mr whippy!Why does the ice cream van have to come past playing the music at 8.45 when all the windows are open? No, I don’t know what that noise is! No that isn’t an owl doing magic! Yes I can hear an aeroplane, but GO TO SLEEP!!! 

Please please please get out of my bed

Stop the celebrations take the bunting down, we ain’t partying anymore, she’s been getting back into my bed every night. After just three nights in her own bed (for the first time in two years) I’m back to having a four-year-old climb into mummies double bed. When she first slept on her own I heaped praise on her, told her what a big girl I thought she was, how proud she made me, she told everyone that would listen that she stayed in her own bed. 
She got a prize toy when we went to the supermarket to say well done, I even went and got her a single bed hoping that she stay in it. We went to the shop so that she could choose her own bedding with a choice of Paw patrol, my Little pony and Disney princesses we now have a bed that looks like Rapunzel is thrown up over it. 
But it still won’t make her sleep in there! We had chats with the moon because apparently it’s the moon that puts her into my room, it’s not Lois walking around 2 AM wanting to be cosy in with me. We even ring nanny every evening so that she can have a chat with the moon to say leave Lois in her bed. That pesky moon he’s got a lot to answer for.