Or so we thought…
Since 2 days after moving into this house, both boys have gone into full regression mode. Holden with his shitting, and Parker with his sleeping.
After much bribery it seems as though we may be getting Holden’s bowel movements under control, but Parker’s sleeping seems to only become more and more of a habit each night it happens.
Every night, he screams if we leave him in his room. It doesn’t matter for how long we let him scream, or how we may think at SOME point he has to tire himself out and pass out from exhaustion, he never does.
If it weren’t for Holden, I may have just let the kid cry it out, but I didn’t want to ruin his sleep as well, it didn’t seem fair… so against better judgement, we gave in and started letting Parker sleep downstairs.
I hadn’t found a power cord long enough to make sitting on the couch and typing away on the computer possible, so I was sitting on the floor at the time. Parker found a pillow next to me (an enormously oversized Cars body pillow) and passed out.
It’s been that way every night since. Now he won’t even GO in his room without screaming. Won’t even sit in his bed without having a complete meltdown. He absolutely HAS to lay on that damn Cars pillow until he is asleep enough to move.
This isn’t the first time he’s pulled something like this. When we switched him to a toddler bed, he made a very similar attempt at shifting the balance of power. He REFUSED to sleep in his new bed. He wanted to sleep with his beloved Boppy… so we outsmarted his little brain and put his Boppy in his bed and it was smooth sailing after that.
One would think the same tactic may work this time. He’s so obsessed with the body pillow, why not replace the once-beloved Boppy with that?
Tiny brain has advanced since the last time we were able to trick him. He wasn’t having ANY part of it. When we were all in his room, he laid in his bed, on the body pillow, shit eating grin plastered on his face… but once he realized we were going to leave him there and he had to go to sleep, once again, he lost it.
Can you guess where he is now?
Laid out next to me, on that damned Cars body pillow, passed out like it’s the normal thing to do.
I know moving to a new place for a kid is tough, even if they like it- it’s natural to regress… but how long is he going to be sleeping on the floor next to me Last night, not even that was good enough. Once he heard me come upstairs to bed hours later, he popped out of bed like he was waiting for me, insisted on going BACK downstairs to sleep on the floor again, and then came into bed with us because his bed wasn’t cutting it. Needless to say, I did not sleep well at all last night (again).
We finally got curtains up in both boys room- FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY, LET ME GET MORE THAN FOUR HOURS OF SLEEP TONIGHT!!!
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