it’s been an odd couple of weeks, myself being poorly, and not really wanting to write anything, or even document what Lily has been up to. Luckily she has not caught the dreaded disease (a cold) and has been her usual top form self.
I will start with an update on Lily’s progress with her sleeping.
She has been utterly amazing! Her circadian rhythm has got it’s mojo back, and she is sleeping pretty much through every night. We have had the odd, and I mean the odd,night, where she has woken briefly, to be soothed by myself or Allan, and she has gone back to sleep straight away. We have a little girl who is full of beans and who enjoys her days, instead of flagging late afternoon and is grumpy and tired before dinner time.
It has been a difficult 18 months or so and we have all been exhausted.
Lily and I would just like to thank everyone who has shown support in our endeavour to get things back on track. Continue reading
Lily loves I spy, but like any toddler, makes her own rules up and I dare you to tell her the rules as you know them to be!
We had a particularly funny game the other day, where Allan started the game off, in an attempt to remind her how the game should be played. He started off with something simple like I spy with my little eye something beginning with B. To which we had a guess as to what it might be. I of course helped out a little, so Lily could associate her letters to her words more easily. Guesses of bum, boobles, window, chair and daddy, were all pretty nearly there, but the answer was book. So, now we have established the concept – not really – but it’s fun nonetheless. Lily was eager to have her turn. She had a turn or two, which went like this. “I spy with my little eye something beginning with … window”! Sigh. Cue the game play rules again. She then did the classic I spy tactic of looking at something, thinking to herself, that’ll flummox them, and looking away, pretending to look at something else. We saw her do it, then gave each other the ‘we know what she’s doing look’, before she piped, “I spy with my little eye, something beginning with (then she started looking around again) …. “television”! For gawd sake. NO! say the letter not the object, you daft lump! Needless to say, we laughed, because that’s what you do when your kids act like numpties. Continue reading
It’s nice to be off the tough-love topic for a while, and relax in the dream that is Lily. She is a little star, and despite all of our issues of late, she remains a truly lovely, bright little girl.
Lily is just about to hit 2 years and 9 months, just three months shy of her 3rd birthday (I did maths there…did you see it?). My dad will be impressed. I used to browse the internet for all the milestones that she is supposed to meet by certain ages, but I stopped that some time ago. Kids will hit their milestones when they are good and ready, not when published literature tells us. So for now I will relish in her funny and vivacious qualities.
Recently we have witnessed Lily’s comedic side more and more. She can be so funny, and knows it too. Continue reading
17th October 8.10 pm
Lily is getting the point quite quickly.
She didn’t wake until 1.30 am this morning, and although she did cry and protest for around 15 minutes or so, she never came out of her room or indeed her bed. This is becoming the norm, and ok, she still isn’t sleeping through, but that’s fine.
She was quite upset with me, as after I had been in to comfort her, I did not go back in, despite her increasing protests, which to be honest were more tantrum that pain! As I said, she continued for around 15 minutes or so. Allan had to get up for something, and he popped in and gently asked her to settle down, which she promptly did. If I had gone in she would have no doubt, squeezed a little tear out and begged for cuddles and kisses. The little minx knows exactly how to tug on those heart strings!
She was awake-ish for around an hour, as Allan had heard her mumble from her room a couple of times, but again she remained in bed, calm and peaceful. Amazing! Continue reading
Lily and I are taking a bow down to the lovely Katie at hurrahforgin.com for nominating us for the Blog Your Heart Out Award.
The award goes to anyone who you think deserves a little mention for their efforts, and gives you a little boost and some free advertising to boot!
So, no big jackpot prize draw then. Just a payback and pay it forward is required, to show your appreciation for being nominated, plus answer 5 questions before nominating your chosen 5 awesome bloggers! (it’s going to be tough). Continue reading
15th October 8.15 pm
I have to say, I think we have had some progress here these past couple of nights.
It hasn’t been perfect, and the ride is still decidedly rocky, but I’m hoping to see some more positive effects from our tough love tactics.
To be honest, tough love sounds so feeble now. When you consider the amount of angst that I felt, the strain of dealing with guilt, of letting my girl down (I know it’s a ridiculous statement, but those of you who have done this, knows of my plight), now I feel more positive that we will crack this problem.
Lily herself, who must have listened in on a few conversations about her night time antics, said the other day to Allan, that she wanted him to help her fix why she couldn’t sleep. Bless her. I’m sure she’s fed up with the stern repercussions and lack of empathy that she gets when she wakes several times a night. Continue reading
12th October 8am
Lily finally made her last appearance at 6.15 am this morning.
She was full of beans and more importantly full of love. The previous night time antics seemed to have been forgotten (by her at least).
13th October 10 am
Last night was not so tough, in respect that we didn’t have the usual histrionics that goes with Lily being awake. Saying that she did wake a total of 5 times, which has still taken it’s toll on me this morning.
Each time she woke I managed to get her to bed (yes I took her!) but only took her to bed. I didn’t reward her by giving her a kiss or a cuddle, and somehow she accepted that.
We saw some part of every hour of the night. I was shattered, but I kept my patience, mainly because Lily wasn’t wailing and refusing to go back to bed. You won’t know how much of a difference that made.
I have to say, that I reminded her a couple of times that if she made a fuss when I took her to bed, then we would be putting the stair gate at the door. Perhaps the thought of being imprisoned swayed her!
She doesn’t know it yet, but the gate is getting put on anyway today. Continue reading