Going to sleep has been something of a battle with you pretty much since the day you were born. We decided very early that the cry-it-out method was not for our family. It was too stressful for you and for us, and it just didn’t feel right to leave such a tiny, helpless creature screaming and wailing. So we stay with you, as long as it takes.
It usually takes a long, long time.
For quite some time now, we’ve been turning the lights out at 9 p.m. Whoever is putting you to bed typically leaves your room between 10:30 and 11:30, after lingering an extra 10 minutes or so to make sure you’re fully asleep. We learned that bit the hard way, through failed attempts to leave while you were still partly awake, leading to you calling us back and prolonging the process.
Honestly, Munchkin, it’s pretty frustrating for both Daddy and me, as well as your Lola. Some nights, it drives us crazy. We still have chores to do once the kids are down, you see, and we’d really like to get to sleep before 1 a.m. Especially since your brother practically leaps out of bed between 6:30 and 7:30 in the morning.
But we do it because we love you, and because we believe accommodating your needs is the right thing to do, even when it’s just a need for company. Even when it means a sacrifice on our part. We’re the adults; you’re the child. At not quite 3.5 years old, you’re still developing the language to fully express your fears and desires; how could we assume your needs are any less real just because you can’t explain why? On the other hand, we, the adults, can think rationally and understand why our sacrifice is necessary.
I frequently remind myself “this, too, shall pass.” Still, Munchkin, would it kill you to settle down? It’s time for sleep!