Okay, first post.
I am tired. I have been tired for what feels like forever. I don't know how long it takes to get used to an early riser, but I am coming up on 3 years as a mom and I am still not getting the hang of it. When Katie was a baby, she slept often so I didn't really notice if I was tired or not because I just slept when she did. Now, she is up with the sun almost every day.. and usually ready for mayhem.
A few months ago, my sweet little girl was on her way to full blown toddlerhood. She was out of her crib and sleeping in a toddler bed, still taking a nice nap every afternoon and perfecting her Play Dough snakes and ABCs. There were even one or two triumphs on the No More Diaper front.
Then came a cold. She came into our room crying that sad and stuffy cry at 3 am, and I let her into our bed. The next night when we tried to put her in her room at bedtime, it was as if we were putting her in a torture chamber. Screams and cries and violent thrashes, throwing every toy and climbing on every piece of furniture to stomp and make as much of a stink as possible. We have very old doors (with glass door knobs and skeleton keyholes) that are not toddler proof.. she can pop the door open no problem. Oh, and did I mention she is Houdini? She can get get out or over any toddler gate or door guard.
After 20 minutes of back and forth, holding the door shut in between attempts of negotiation, we caved and let her in out bed again.
So 4 months later, she is still in our bed. We have tried so many tactics.. new bedding, sticker charts, reading 100 books, singing.. she cries the entire time she is in that room. Even if she passes out somewhere else and we manage to sneak her in her bed, she will wake up a few hours later and find her way into our bed.
Some parents are into it. The whole co-sleeping thing. We are not. I work nights, so I get home anywhere between 12:30am and 2am, going to bed later than that. My husband works mornings, and his alarm goes off at 4:15. We are not those parents.
Katie's new thing is sneaking out of bed as quietly as possible, getting through any gate or attempt to keep her upstairs, and helping herself to whatever she is into downstairs. The other day, my husband forgot to lock the fridge (with a bungee cord through the handles because a regular child lock just won't do), and I woke up to my daughter informing me of a mess at 6am. We came downstairs to a large puddle of milk (entire gallon) mixed with grated parmesan cheese and ketchup.. all over the floor and in both of the dog's bowls. Nothing like a disgusting smelly mess to clean up after 2 hours of sleep.. and a waste of $3. Other days, it's half a tube of toothpaste on the bathroom mirror or my clean folded laundry all over the floor because she wanted to use the basket as a stool to get into mischief.
Our next move is an extra high gate that locks into the door frame and a twin size bed (not buying a new one, acquiring a new queen size bed for my stepdaughters room, and we will move the twin into the torture chamber). The gate is going to be pricey, but I think it will be worth our sanity. I can't do the whole let her cry, rub her back, leave, repeat thing. She won't lay in her bed. Just stands there and cries. These new tactics are going to work. They have to work. I want my bed back. I want my sleep back!