When RJ first transitioned from this crib to a toddler bed, Hubby or I had to lay next to him and rub or pat his back in hopes that he would fall asleep. Most nights it didn’t work and we’d give up and he’d end up in our bed. We’re finally to the point where we can read him a book, say prayers and he’ll go to sleep in his room without one us camping out on the floor or in the recliner.
Many Some nights, he still ends up in our bed, but we’re making progress.
Last night after he “read” The Foot Book to me, his fave right now, he asked me to stay with him and rub his back while he fell asleep. I was a little caught off guard by his request. He’d never asked me to do that before. One of my first thoughts was, “But once I get you in bed, it’s my “free” time and I want to watch tv!” *Look, I’m just being honest.* Then, I looked at him and realized he was being sincere. It wasn’t just a ploy to delay bedtime or get me stay with him through the night. He wanted his Mommy to rub his back. Maybe it’s calming for him or maybe he just wanted me to stick around a little longer. Whatever his reasoning was, I did it. I sat on the edge of his bed and rubbed his back while he tossed and turned and, eventually, got comfy enough to drift to sleep. As I sat there, I realized that request such as these are numbered. In a few years, there will be no more bedtime stories and definitely no back rub requests. So, I soaked in that quiet time with my baby boy. When I left his room, I realized that extra 10 minutes were well worth it and they didn’t cut into my “free” time at all. Harry Potter was still on and the dishes were still waiting for me in the sink .
He’s not sleeping in his bed in this picture, but he was knocked out in Michael’s a couple of weeks ago!