I am living proof. I may not be bloody, pale or after brains, but I sure do look like zombie. That’s what 4 nights of no sleep does to you. I don’t know what is going on but The Monkey is going through what I hope is just a phase. He has always slept in his bed, in his room, from the day he came home from the hospital. He’s never been a great sleeper but we’ve never had to bring in into our bed or anything. Well, that was just until a few days ago.
In the past few days, he’s been either battling going to bed or waking up in the middle of the night screaming bloody murder. The first night he woke up at 4am and would not go back to sleep at all so I had to come downstairs with him. The second night he woke up just after midnight and we battled with him for two hours until Matt finally gave up and came downstairs with him at 2am. The third night we finally broke down and brought him into our bed when he started wailing. That didn’t work out so Matt moved into the spare bedroom with him and they slept on that bed. Then we had a good night but last night, as in a few hours ago, he woke up at 2:30am and would not go back to bed at all. We tried putting him in our bed again but he was wide awake, bouncing off the walls. I came downstairs with him and we’ve been up since. It’s 7:50am right now.
The crying and drama only happens when he is alone in his room. If we are in there with him, or if he is in our room, there is no problem at all. He lays down and doesn’t cry. Just when you think he’s asleep and you make your move to either leave his room or take him back to his bed, he lifts his head and goes at it again. He pretends to be asleep he realizes he will be alone. We have tried everything, night light, no night light, shushing, feeding, diaper changing, water, etc but no luck. The only thing I can think of is that he is afraid of being alone or something along those lines. He doesn’t talk much so he can’t actually tell us what he wants or what the issue is, we can only speculate.
If he is indeed afraid, this is a new thing. I have no idea where he may have picked it up. We have never instilled fear of any kind in him. We have never read him any books with monsters or anything of the sort and i certainly hope the daycare providers haven’t either. I know that he’s at the age where his imagination starts running wild but you can’t make an image out of thin air, you need to have something to base it on. If he is afraid, he must have been introduced to fear of whatever it is somewhere. Make sense?
I’m exhausted. I’m thankful that the semester is over and I have one exam left of I’d be really screwed. I don’t know how to fix this but I do know that we cannot make a habit of bringing into our bed or of being up for the day at ungodly hours. That’s not good for anyone. I’m not sure how I’m going to function today!