Well after a week of this extremely interrupted sleep and being as tired as I was when he was a newborn, I gave in and called the clinic. I am pretty sure there is nothing physically wrong with him so I wasn't crazy about the thought of wasting 2 hours and a trip to the pediatrician. I didn't want to take him in and have them give him drugs that he doesn't need. I was blessed to talk to a wonderful nurse on the telephone who after listening to me quite patiently said that she thought Reagan was having night terrors from a lack of sleep. As she described them, he could be put in the dictionary.
So begins our next life battle, which we thought would be potty training, but is now bed time enforcement. 8:00 is lights out for little man. No lights, no television. He is really ticked about the no television portion of the new program but it only took about 20 minutes of him being really ticked at me tonight and he is now sawing logs. I so hope this works and think it will really improve the night for all of us, except Madison who can sleep through a tornado.
I guess I just forgot what it was like to have a mind-of-their own toddler who loved to cuddle next to his mom at night and watch tv way too late for their little self. Getting rid of the bottle at night and the pacifier will have to wait until this bedtime issue is resolved.
Please wish us luck as we tackle day #2 of being better parents tomorrow.
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Congrats, Julie!! I know it is so hard to be the bad guy, but he will be so much happier! :) I'll be praying for you guys!!
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