Category Archives: Sleep

Retail therapy

Yesterday was yet another crap-tastic afternoon nap.  They shrieked and talked to each other for about half an hour before I went up there, only to discover Rebecca needed a diaper change.  They eventually went to sleep, but only stayed that way for maybe 35-45 minutes.  Needless to say, they were not in stellar moods.  That, combined with the muggy heat we’re having, and I decided we were going to the mall.  For what?  No idea.  Just to go.  Well, of course, I ended up buying them a couple of new outfits at Children’s Place (on sale, thank you, the sum total was under $30).  And as we continued to walk around, I saw the Stride Rite, which I had never previously entered.  I thought I’d just take a peek, maybe check out these Robeez that all the cool kids have.  I’m starting to feel a teensy bit guilty that my kids are always barefoot, as I have no interest in searching for lost socks.  And then, the cutest little sandals were on sale…

It’s a good thing they’re too young to notice or care that the result of their bad nap was some seriously cute shoes.  That would probably not be appropriate behavior reinforcement…



Filed under Infants, Sleep, Stuff, stuff, and more stuff

Your room, my room, our room?

I was so thrilled when my kids finally seemed to notice each other when they were about six months old.  The first time they laughed at each other was a shining moment, for sure.  Now that they almost play with each other (OK, so they grab each other’s toys and ears, but it’s a start), I just love it.  The two of them giggling and babbling at each other is one of the best parts about having twins so far.

Sometimes, though, it’s a little too much fun.  Like at nap time.  Oh my lord.  For two babies who used to not even notice each other, now they can’t be stopped.  Their cribs are lined up end-to-end in the little room they share, and now that they can both crawl around and stand up, it’s party time.  Sometimes, when I hear them shrieking at each other over the monitor, it’s hilariously cute.  45 minutes later, when Rebecca has finally fallen asleep and Daniel is standing at the edge of his crib, glaring down at her, and screaming… not as much.  And he has been fighting the afternoon nap tooth and nail for the last week (they’re only 11 months, and definitely not ready to drop a nap).  Once or twice he has skipped it entirely, other times he takes anywhere from 30 to 60 minutes to finally go to sleep.  The resulting nap (if there is one) isn’t great, so it makes for a rough rest of the day.

It gets me wondering, as I occasionally do, exactly why I have them sharing a room and how long I want to continue doing it.  Back in the days when they were still waking up at night a lot and taking bottles two or three times, I really preferred having them in the same place.  We went through a phase when M freaked out that they were waking each other up, so we separated them, and it drove me nuts.  Because they’d still wake up at the same time, so now I had to be two different places to soothe or feed them.  No thanks, back in the same room they went.  We kept them right next to each other when we Ferberized, and that really did help them learn to sleep through each other’s noises.  And I really do like the idea of these two little kids sharing their room.  I like that they entertain each other, that they make each other laugh.

Except, you know, when I want them to shut up and GO TO SLEEP!

So that’s when I wonder.  Why, truly, do I have them in the same room?  Is it better for them?  Better for me?  Or does it just seem cute but is entirely impractical for the sake of sleep?  The main problem is really naps.  At night, they go down pretty well.  But sometimes those naps… ooh, man.  And maybe separating them wouldn’t help, and it would turn out that Daniel’s just in the midst of a nap strike regardless of who else is in the room.  Hopefully it’ll pass, but I know this is something I’m going to come back to over and over again in the next few years…

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Cross-posted at How Do You Do It?


Filed under Child Development, Home, Infants, Sleep

I have displeased the sleep gods

Or so it would seem.

Sleep is just never easy, is it? At least, not consistently. In all truth, it’s obviously light years better than, say, six months ago. But it’s a lot of steps forward, steps back, repeat. I know there’s a long-term net gain, but those steps back are always frustrating.

The good news is that, two times this week, both kids slept until nearly 7AM. That’s huge for my very early risers. The downside is that they don’t seem overall any more rested, sadly. This week, the fun seems to be centered around protesting/boycotting the afternoon nap. It’s weird. The morning nap goes generally smoothly. They don’t fight it too hard, and they have been staying asleep a solid hour to hour and a half. But that afternoon nap, man… They don’t especially want to go down, they stand up and look at each other and laugh… and then talk… and then cry… and then scream hysterically. Several times this week they’ve taken over 45 minutes to go to sleep, and then barely slept 35 minutes before waking up again.

And I don’t think for any reason that they’re somehow freakishly early in being ready to go to one nap. No way. They do not function at all well when they sleep that little, and it makes for a pretty crappy late afternoon. But for whatever reason, they’ve really been fighting it.

Today has been an especially funky day, sleep-wise. They woke up at 6:55am (rejoice, rejoice), but were fairly crabby much of the morning (nevermind on the rejoicing). OK, fine, they’re both getting over being sick, it happens. They had a so-so morning nap, and then we went to our final sign language class. Daniel was fussy from the moment he woke up, all the way through class. Great. He actually stayed awake in the car on the way home, which is unusual, so I took him right upstairs when we got home, and though he fussed quietly, he eventually slept for a bit over an hour. Fine.

Rebecca fell asleep in the car, woke up when we got her out, and had no interest in going back to sleep. She never did get more of a nap in the afternoon. By 5pm, she was all but falling asleep in her high chair at dinner. We really should have tried to put her down around 3:30, but by the time we realized she was getting tired, it was really too late to attempt a nap. M decided to put her in the tub and do bedtime at about 5:30, a solid hour to hour and a half earlier than usual. She fell asleep while eating her bottle, and down she went.

Daniel, despite having a semi-respectable afternoon nap of his own, was completely losing it. Decided to put him down around 6. You know it’s not a good night when he is even hysterical in the tub. Not good times. Anyways, put him to bed, he screams until he wakes up Rebecca. Lots of screaming. Eventually Rebecca is so hysterical that M decides to remove her from the room. It took nearly half an hour for her to finally calm down and fall asleep. She was so painfully overtired, she couldn’t shut down. Awful. Daniel, thankfully, fell asleep in his crib as this went down.

It’s just one of those nights. Don’t know if it’s the heat and humidity (if so, I’m seriously considering central air in this old house), or just one of those bad days. But it was the kind of hysterical, inconsolable crying that makes you positively frayed at the edges by the time everyone finally gets to sleep. I can only hope they’re down for the night, but I can’t say I’m feeling super optimistic. Ugh.

This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass…


Filed under Infants, Sleep