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I think my children are cute, just not during the hours of 8 p.m. and 6 a.m.

Bedtime for the twins is 7 p.m.  Bedtime for Connor is between 7:30 p.m. and 8 p.m.  So why, at 8:40 p.m., was I still hanging out with three kids in the twins' bedroom???  Because I am a sucker.

I just don't know what Colin's deal is.  When you put him in his crib, he screams bloody murder while you try to walk out the door.  And he got his sister in on it too.  Now she cries until I come back in and lay on the floor.  In fact, they point to the floor and refuse to stop crying until I lay down. 

Yes, I know it's a bad habit.  But unless I want Colin to scream all night, and I really think he would, I don't know what else to do.  I know he had some separation anxiety a few weeks ago.  And ear pain from the chronic ear infection he had, but since he's had the tubes, he doesn't seem to be in pain anymore.  I've tried night lights, no lights, door opened, door closed, shades open, shades closed, me in my bedroom so he can see the light is on and know that I am right there.  Nothing works except for me (or Keith) hanging out in there until they fall asleep.

The other problem is that with me in there, they think it's a party.  They talk to each other, play, throw things (like sippy cups of water) at me, read books, etc.  If they are that busy, why do they need me to hang out with them?

Not only that, but Colin usually wakes 1-2 times a night, and only wants me.  To lay back on the floor.  It sucks.  My back and hips hurt every morning. 

I know I've started a bad habit, but unless I want him to scream (and scream he does!) I'm not sure what I'm going to do.

It is pretty cute though to hear Keira talk.  She will lay there, sucking her thumb, then suddenly sit up and say, "Wubby?  Oh.  Baby? Oh.  (Wubby = Lovey.  And she says "Oh" very contently when she finds them.


Quadmama said…
When we transitioned to toddler beds, I stayed in my daughters' room, mainly to keep them from having a slumber party. But I made it clear that there was to be no "fun" while I was in there. Once everyone was settled down, I left. If they screamed, they screamed. Now that we've recently moved to twin beds and separate rooms, my girls can't understand why I don't hang out in their rooms at all. It's tough to figure out a good routine. Good luck!

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