This is ridiculous.
And before someone says “welcome to the terrible two’s”, I am warning you, that if you utter those words I will most likely burst into tears of rage and frustration whilst attempting to rip out your jugular.
I can understand how people shake their children. Sleep deprivation does terrible, terrible things to even the strongest mind. I would never, ever do it, but there are times where I’ve wrapped him in my arms so he can’t move and cried. Just rocked him and cried. Because there’s nothing else I can do.
He just won’t sleep. I don’t know why. He used to sleep 8pm – 8am. No, haven’t changed his routine. We haven’t changed anything. I’m pregnant, but I’ve been pregnant for a good 7 months now, so I don’t believe that’s it. Last night, he wouldn’t go to sleep until just after 9pm. Back up at 11pm. Up at 5:30am and has been alternating between yelling “out! Out! Out!” at me, and me going in and saying “bed.” And he gets back in and sooks a little, until I walk out and it starts again. Oh, he head butts the door too, just to drive his words home. So I’ve just left him. I’m going to let him out in 2 minutes, because then it’s 7am and I can deal with 7am becoming the routine. 7am is fine. 5:30am is not.
I can’t afford for this to happen. It’s something like 60 days until Baby in my belly will make an entrance. Between him not sleeping and her needing to eat every four hours, I’ll end up looking like I could be an extra in Dawn of the Dead – or something along those attractive lines.
I’m not the only one, am I? Other people’s children have gone from being great sleepers to the spawn of Satan as soon as bed time hits? It goes back to normal, doesn’t it? DOESN’T IT?