Sleeping troubles

Who else wakes up with two big eyes staring at you and tryng to play nosey-nosey with you?

Well, if that’s you? Welcome to my special club!

Where the kids dictate when to get up so they can catch Fireman Sam and know how to be the cutest alarm clock. I feel this is the story of my life so far! I admit it that I am not a morning person but, I am also not night person. So we are struggling to sort out this dilemma.

At night James falls asleep on the sofa after his supper. The times vary as it depends when he wakes up from his afternoon nap. We then put him in his bed with the white noise on incase he wakens when we take him upstairs. He does settle quickly into bed. However, he doesn’t stay in there for long!

At some point during the night he turns into a night ninja. Sneaking his way into our room and crawling his way into our bed. Placing himself right in the middle between myself and the other half. Without a giggle or any exaggerated noises. However, it doesn’t stop there!

He is a nightmare (perhaps an exaggeration) in bed. He gets so restless and moves himself into a horizontal position. Whilst repositioning himself he will kick and prod us. Then what’s worse, well for me. His hands go up and down my top. As he wants some milk. Yes, I am still breastfeeding!

We have tried putting him back in his bed with white noise on a couple of weeks ago. Then he stayed in bed for an hour or two then came back into our bed.

At night we are shattered. I work 12 hour shifts so, at night when I have been at work, I simply don’t have the energy in the middle of the night to put him back into bed. I am literally a Mumbie! So he stays in bed with us. Interrupting our sleep and pushing us (well mainly the other half) to the edge of the bed.

So, when we wake up with his great big blue eyes staring down at us and talking about his socks. We are not so mad at him. He actually knows his power over us.

When we do wake up there is the natural competition of who is more tired. We can never come to an agreement on who wins this competition as it’s usually tie. We do take it in turns to have a lie in alternating each day. So we can feel more like ourselves. I really don’t know how single parents can cope with kids not sleeping. You guys deserve more than a medal!

In true Lorelai Gilmore fashion, I need a coffee before I can function. Fortunately, the little man is well versed with our coffee machine and will help us with our coffee. He even makes sure that we remove the coffee pod!

After, my coffee I do feel more like myself and ready to start my day with James and his pal Fireman Sam. If you haven’t, please check out my other post with my thoughts on the said programme!

So, I am putting this out there in the cosmic void on the internet. Hoping someone can give us advice.

Maybe this is what I get, after doing the exact same thing to my parents!

Hope you are all safe.

Take care.

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