I Gave Away My Sleep Training Book And My Kids Haven’t Slept In A Week
Most of my friends are on Facebook are still complaining about Daylight Saving Time ending, but I have been in sleep crisis mode well before the 2am clock change. Â In fact, I can trace our problems back to an exact moment: when I gave away our copy of the “No-Cry Sleep Solution For Toddlers And Preschoolers.”
I can’t say exactly what made me do it. Â We were going through our bookshelves thinking about a possible move out of the city, and wanting to lighten our load. Â I hesitated for just a moment, given my kids are 2 and 4 and fit squarely in that demographic. Â But we definitely aren’t having any more children and truth be told, it was always my older child who caused our night troubles. Â Besides, he had been sleeping pretty predictably for what felt like a long time. Â So I let it go. Â The book went into the donate pile.
And I swear, as soon as my husband left those boxes at the Bowery Mission, our troubles began. Â The main culprit was a surprise — my daughter. Â She starting waking up between three and five in the morning, coming into our bed and sleeping another few hours. Â It was minimally disruptive, other than the fact that she liked to sleep horizontally across our bed, head-butting me and kicking my husband in the face. Â Some bumps and bruises aside, we were still sleeping for the most part.
As the week progressed, however, so did the issues. Â Instead of four or five in the morning, she started coming to our bed at two or three. Â But sheâ€™d still wake up at four or five disoriented and wanting to sleep in our bed. Â Iâ€™d remind her she was already taking up more than â…“ of it. Â Which was apparently very mean because sheâ€™d start to cry and want to go into her bed, but only â€œwif Mommy.â€ Â So the two of us would march into her tiny toddler bed where she would sleep and I would cramp up.
Sunday night we hit a new low. Â My daughter came into our bed pretty much as soon as I hit REM sleep around midnight. Â She kicked me in the teeth crawling over me and poked my husband in the eye, searching for her lovie. Â Then she woke up at 2am wanting to go back to her bed. Â At 4am she woke up again done with cuddling in her small bed and ready to spread out in ours. Â At 5:15am my son came in, crawled over me and landing on his sisterâ€™s neck, crying that he had a nightmare and couldnâ€™t sleep. Â I attempted to reposition everyone, which included banishing my husband to the couch. Â It’s happy times around our house.
I believe in something that sounds like karma, but I don’t think it works one for one. Â Like if you kick someone in the shins, that sometime in the future you will get kicked in the shins. Â I don’t think it works like that. Â But I also realize the universe may be trying to send me a message. Â If I once thought it important enough to buy a sleep book for toddlers and preschoolers, then for the love of all things holy, do NOT donate it while you still have a toddler and a preschooler.