What time is it?
The other night I made a bungling error that ended up confusing poor little Rachel and cause a rough night. Routinely, Rachel wakes up in the middle of the night a calls for us, saying, "More." Most of the time I will get up and get her a drink, which is usually what she wants - sometimes she's hungry. After the drink or quick snack she's all right and will fall back to sleep. Now mind you, she is only 20 months old and I feel it's a little harsh still to let her suffer since I can not yet full explain the situation to her.
Since Michele is the one that has to be up at a specific time, we moved the alarm clock to her side of the bed, so when I wake up in the middle of the night I have no idea what time it is. I always, even if it is close to her normal waking time, try to lay her back down, just to make sure that she has gotten enough sleep and actually wants to get up.
So when I heard her whine more the other night, I knew what needed to be done before I even stepped out of bed. I skipped past her room and grabbed one of the small graham sticks that she likes and took it to her. As I slide into bed, thinking about how much I wanted to fall back to sleep, I heard her again. So I get up and walk into her room.
She was standing up in her crib, leaning against the slats. I walked in, bent down to her and asked, "What do you want, Rachel?"
She looked up at me and in her cutest, pleading voice said, "Up."
Again, not know what time it was, and thinking I saw it was close to 7:00 am on the microwave clock, I got her up since it was about her normal waking time. She is just like me when she wakes up: very grumpy. The best thing is to just stay away and let her wake up. This usually involves getting her her juice and turning on the TV until she is awake.
I turn on Nickelodeon since most of her favorite shows are on that channel, but, to my surprise, Nick at Nite was still on. Now on the weekdays, I know that there are cartoons this early, but this was Sunday and maybe the lineup is different. I open my notebook to check my mail and notice that my computer's clock says it's 1:37 am!
After checking all the other clocks in the various room, I am convinced that it is not quite 2 in the morning. After a short fight, a little fussing and some crying, she was back in bed. She cried for a few minutes before falling back to sleep, during which I felt really bad.
Since Michele is the one that has to be up at a specific time, we moved the alarm clock to her side of the bed, so when I wake up in the middle of the night I have no idea what time it is. I always, even if it is close to her normal waking time, try to lay her back down, just to make sure that she has gotten enough sleep and actually wants to get up.
So when I heard her whine more the other night, I knew what needed to be done before I even stepped out of bed. I skipped past her room and grabbed one of the small graham sticks that she likes and took it to her. As I slide into bed, thinking about how much I wanted to fall back to sleep, I heard her again. So I get up and walk into her room.
She was standing up in her crib, leaning against the slats. I walked in, bent down to her and asked, "What do you want, Rachel?"
She looked up at me and in her cutest, pleading voice said, "Up."
Again, not know what time it was, and thinking I saw it was close to 7:00 am on the microwave clock, I got her up since it was about her normal waking time. She is just like me when she wakes up: very grumpy. The best thing is to just stay away and let her wake up. This usually involves getting her her juice and turning on the TV until she is awake.
I turn on Nickelodeon since most of her favorite shows are on that channel, but, to my surprise, Nick at Nite was still on. Now on the weekdays, I know that there are cartoons this early, but this was Sunday and maybe the lineup is different. I open my notebook to check my mail and notice that my computer's clock says it's 1:37 am!
After checking all the other clocks in the various room, I am convinced that it is not quite 2 in the morning. After a short fight, a little fussing and some crying, she was back in bed. She cried for a few minutes before falling back to sleep, during which I felt really bad.