the jetlagged toddler (liveblogging a bedtime)
January 3rd, 2012
7:52 BED
8:23 Wide awake and screaming hysterically so I go in. He is fine. He wants to go into the LR. I explain that is not happening and hug him. He screams and carries on so I leave
8:25-8:35 Screaming but I was in the shower. Still screaming when I got out but for “Daddy” who is on a work trip (lucky) I go in soaking wet in a towel and tell him Daddy isn’t home, try to get him to lay down. Tell him I’m going to put jammies on and he freaks out
8:36-8:44 Standing in his room calming him down by telling him what we are doing this week while he complains that my wet hair is dripping on his pillow. He is under the covers and cozy when I walk out
8:51- 8:56 making crazy weird noises, possibly when you put your pointer finger over your lips and move it up and down while humming very loudly
9:02 Screaming “ooooooooooh Moooommmmmy, ooooooooooh Moooommmmmy”
9:11 Screaming “Mommy” and alternatively saying weird shit like “Shaky Shaky!” over and over
9:14 “Jackie? Jackie? Jaaaaaaaackie? Jackieeeeeeee? Jaaaaaackieeeeeeeeeee?”
9:16 “Shaky Shaky!”
9:16:30 “Jackie?!!” (crying)
9:17 Wiggles medley consisting of “Hot Potato” straight into “Fruit Salad”, Itsy Bitsy spider in its entirety, ” Jackie? Jackie!”
9:18 Silence
9:19 “Mommy?”
9:20 crying
9:21-9:23 Silence
9:24 Sad ass crying/moaning
9:26 Weird cry-whine where he goes from low notes to high notes up and down the scale.
9:26:30 Silence
9:27 Belted out cry-scream mad/upset thingy. Very Loud. kind of cry-whining going on until…
9:31 Crazy scream continuing into cry-whine where it sounds kind of like he’s talking but not with words. More screaming and more of that up and down scaling which I have grown to almost enjoy.
9:35 Silence
9:36 Crying scales
9:38 Full on screaming as loud as possible. I go in. 1 of his 4 precious blankets is on the floor and he is pointing to it furiously. I feel terrible and hand it to him. He throws it into the crib and continues to scream. He tells me he wants to go into the living room again. I feel less terrible and try to calm him for a while by telling him the following stories, all upon request:
-when he was a little boy and went on an airplane (how timely)
-when he was a little boy and he met Otto (I met his mom for coffee, it wasn’t super long or exciting)
-when he met Mommy (slightly tricky and also now he has babies in his tummy, fyi)
9:51 I walk out saying goodnight
9:51:02 He starts crying hysterically again
10:00 Still carrying on
10:05 Crying really hard and screaming my name so I go in to calm him down. He wants me to stay in there so I talk to him until his breathing is back to normal
10:11 I convince him that if I lay in my bed and he’s in his bed with the doors open its just like me standing in his room
10:12 Silence…
10:14 Silence…
10:17 Silence…
10:20 Silence…
10:30 Silence.
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. NOBODYMOVE!
11:00 Woke up crying
To be Continued
Entry Filed under: My little nugget
9 Comments Add your own
1. Libby | January 4th, 2012 at 4:51 am
jet lag + toddler=inspiration for most possessed child films, i’m sure of it. hope the demon is extracted by tomorrow night, but not confident… (typing 1-handed…sorry.) good luck, been there! time heals all!
2. Helen | January 4th, 2012 at 3:31 pm
You are hysterical. I love you. Why is it the husbands are always away for things like this? Also, I wish you much luck tonight
3. Allison | January 4th, 2012 at 9:45 pm
Am I a horrible friend? I laughed out loud at least two times while reading this.
4. bari | January 4th, 2012 at 9:47 pm
no more horrible than all of my other friends. I even laughed out loud when some of it was happening. You had to hear him “oooooooooooooooh Mommmmmmmmmy-ing”
5. bari | January 4th, 2012 at 9:48 pm
AND THE CALLING FOR JACKIE. I texted her to see if she could to come see what he wanted but she never showed up.
6. otto's mom | January 4th, 2012 at 10:04 pm
HEY! i am sure it was SUPER exciting the time we met for coffee! but i can’t remember…
BTW- you are describing my normal nights these days. lots of “i wanna get out!”. his new bedtime seems to be 9:30 despite my plunking him into bed at a reasonable 8ish every night. what the frack is wrong with these small people??
and seriously… where is jackie when we need her?
7. bari | January 4th, 2012 at 10:18 pm
oh THAT bullshit? That bullshit started here about 6 weeks ago, maybe longer. In bed at 8 up until 10 calling us in there to talk about where we bought his blankets in a veiled attempt to get out of the crib and go “in dare.” he has been pulling that crap for a while now, probs told otter about it on a playdate. This was diff though. This was mostly screaming. Crying when I was standing there, that kind of thing.
8. Maureen | January 4th, 2012 at 10:58 pm
omg. so funny. i feel like i’m there, but thankfullyam not! hope you both get some sleep soon.
9. grandpa p | January 5th, 2012 at 9:08 am
Love the images. Can’t wait to to get up there. The excitement is mounting. My body is shaking with anticipation. Going to take a Valium. Love Grandpa P
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