We got P a big boy bed for Christmas. He is almost 2, we felt it was time. No we are not pregnant. Yes, we think he is ready for it. No, it's not too early.
I had talked to another mom at work and she wished me luck. She said the first 2 weeks were easy, and then they figure out they can get out..then it's downhill.
Great. I was banking on him getting out of bed right away, while I was off of work and could lose sleep, and us teaching him he has to stay in it.
Christmas morning he opened some sheets for his bed on Christmas morning and I said, "They are for your big boy bed!!!!" Which I pointed to and apparently he hadn't seen it because he squealed and ran over to it.
Ya....I can see how he missed it.
So fast forward to the 26th at night. After 2 days of crazy Christmas time, and going to be at like midnight the night before, we decide its the perfect night for his first night in the big boy bed!
Well, first he had a nap in his bed and nailed it. Weird. He was exhausted. he barely made it to 2 before he passed out. High hopes for bedtime.
Well, he napped for like 4 hours.
Ya...that was dumb on our part.
So we read a story in bed, kiss him goodnight, and walk out.
We walk to the couch and minutes tick by. Maybe we will make it! Maybe he will just be a natural!
All of a sudden he shows up in the living room. Obviously I knew he would get it, but it was still a shock to see him standing in front of us with a *gigantic* grin on his face.
Great.
So I walked him back. Tucked him in bed. Told him he had to stay. Gave him a kiss and walked out.
3 minutes later. He is standing in front of us...grinning.
So I walked him back. Tucked him in bed. Told him he had to stay. Gave him a kiss and walked out.
*repeat like 25 times*
Then I gave up. I laid next to him. Don't start. I know. I know.
I laid next to him for about 20 minutes. He was out. I slowly got out of bed and snuck out.
2 minutes later he is standing in the living room grinning.
He punked me.
Now when we went to get him, he dodged us and ran to the play room.
So I stayed with him longer this time.
Next night, repeat everything from the first night but now its a game.
I would take him in, do all the stuff, walk to my room and watch part of netflix. When I heard him get up, I would go in right way and put him back in bed. Except for the time that he was in stealth mode.
I didn't hear him until he was standing in his doorway, poking his head in to see if I was looking. We locked eyes, he started to squeal and took off to his playroom.
Which wouldn't be funny, but he runs so fast and then he tries to turn the corner. It's like watching a cartoon. He kind of bobbles on one leg on the corner but then catches and takes off...only to do it again in the kitchen. Which about 80% of the time, he wipes out in the kitchen. Oiy.
He is also waking up at night. He has been for a while now. Just once, but he usually ends up in bed with us. So just to make sure that I don't miss him getting up I have created an obstacle outside out room in the form of a laundry basket. I figure if he runs into it I will hear it and wake up, or it will stop him and he will come in our room.
Ya, I was awake last night to see him disprove my theory.
He ran out of his room...stopped just before he hit the basket..skirted around it and booked it for his playroom. At 1:30 in the morning.
Sweet life.
It is getting better. It only took me 20 minutes to get him to sleep for nap today. And bedtime last night only took 30 minutes vs 2 hours. Yes.
2 hours. Thank god....well hopefully...that is over!
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