Raise your hand if you have failed today.
There is nothing that makes you feel like a more of a failure like having a child. Haha, I mean that in the most upbeat and cheery way possible, I promise. BUT, that being said, let’s just discuss my total mom fail moments JUST FROM TODAY.
So as of yesterday, Alexander decided he’s over naps. And by “over” I mean that he’ll fall asleep normally in our arms while we rock him and then when we try to put him in his crib he explodes like we’ve just tripped some sort of land mine. I kid you not, this toddler has a suicide switch on him that detonates the SECOND his skin touches his sheet.
Ian and I tried for a total of 8 times yesterday. Normally we let him cry it out but he just seemed to be getting worse (not the norm) and working himself up to where he’s almost sick. Wonderful. He napped a combined 45 min yesterday while sleeping on either Ian or I.
Back to today. I finally get him to sleep. And in his crib. As I’m leaving his room and tiptoeing as quietly as a Navy SEAL creeping up on an enemy I’m greeted with Wicket:
HI MOM HI MOM HI HI HI HI IS IT TIME FOR LUNCH? I KNOW IT’S ONLY 11:30 BUT IT COULD BE LUNCH TIME, RIGHT???? OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY!!!!
Let’s just take time to note that she has NEVER done this before. So of COURSE she does it today. Obviously.
Baby starts crying.
I mentally threaten the life of my dog, kennel her so this doesn’t happen again, and go back in.
Repeat round 2 and 3. I’m finally over it and I make WHAT I KNOW IS A BAD DECISION.
I get into his crib with him.
Now, you guys know I have never let AJD sleep with us. He has been in a bassinet or his crib his ENTIRE LIFE. I am not a co-sleeper. I adamantly refuse to let him sleep with us once he’s older. I like my bed being for Ian and I. The end.
So LOGICALLY I get into Alexander’s tiny crib. BECAUSE THAT’S SMART.
And of course he falls asleep.
So I’m laying there, crammed in his crib trying to ninja my way quietly out of aforementioned crib and EVERY TIME- it creaks, Alexander whips his head up, starts to fuss and I lay immediately back down.
He goes back to sleep. And there, folks, is how my son trained his mom to lay on her side in the shape of the letter C (for crazy) for over an hour while he slept.
I know it’s sleep regression. And I know it will pass, but I wanted to take a second to share my most recent mom fail with you.
Oh wait, nope. I lied. My most recent mom fail was when I FORGOT my in-laws were driving 45 min to come see Alexander this afternoon and I left and took him swimming at a friend’s house. They called. I was in the pool. Ian calls. I was in the pool. I finally check my phone and immediately realized what I had forgotten. Mom brain. It’s the BEST. And by best, I mean I hate feeling like I have been lobotomized, leaving me with the sad remnants of my past IQ.
Ahhhhh, mom life. There’s always tomorrow.