for us to put him down at 7ish and only have to get him once between
then and when I'm up. Though we're still deeply weary, what a
difference it makes to have some evening down time and to not have our
sleep broken up into such small pieces. He can be quite a handful
during the day, but he's becoming less so at night.
Jada, on the other hand, has really struggled getting herself to sleep
at night. She doesn't often nap, so by bedtime she's reached "so
tired I'm crabby" status. She hasn't yet been able to get herself
calmed down without one or more trips into her bedroom by us. Is her
finely calibrated world so thrown off by Aaron's arrival that she is
desperately searching for the combination of stuffed animals that will
restore order to her world? Is she embarrassed by her recent diarrhea
such that she's afraid to fall asleep or go number two? Is she scared
of something in her room, or worried she'll have another nightmare?
Is this all just an attempt, however desperate and pure, to curry
attention from us? Who knows what's going on inside that 2 1/2 year
old head of hers. And who knew the last cries we'd hear in the
evening would be coming from her and not Aaron.