No More Sleepless Nights

Well some perhaps...

Nearly a full month ago now, we bought Noah his first "big boy bed". We have tried to make a bit of a big deal out of how cool it is to have his own room and his own bed, and it seems to have been working. We have been reading his stories in there every night, but when actually going to sleep he wanted to come into our bed still, with either Nikala or I transferring him to his own bed once he was asleep. Things progressed and he started to want to go to sleep in his own bed at first. Not all the time, but occasionally. He would of course still wake in the night and return to our bed, taking up most of it and pushing the covers right down as he hates to have his legs covered up. Sunday night on the 22nd June 2014 we had a breakthrough. Noah went to sleep in his bed. Stayed there all night and woke up after me when I was getting ready for work in the morning. Amazing!

Let me reiterate just how amazing this was. For the last two years, one month, and 22 days we have had a third person in the bed, usually sleeping horizontally. If you are lucky you get the head end with the occasional accidental headbutt in the night as he shifts around. If you are unlucky you would have the foot end, and that meant kicks to the throat and face as he flailed about in the night. Not a nice way to be woken up at 3am in either case. Last Sunday night he slept through. Slept through in his own bed. Slept through in his own room. Of course I slept terribly, waiting for him to wake up, wondering why he hadn't. Was he ok? I had better go check. What if he is stuck down the side of his bed between it and the wall? What if he is suffocating himself in his duvet? What if he has managed to climb up the bookcase and fallen off and hurt himself? What if the window was left open and he has thrown himself out? What if what if what if?

Oh of course this has not been repeated yet. He is back in our bed, but I have had a glimmer of hope, of sorts. We are getting there, all be it a little slower than most other parents.

One day I will sleep. I just hope this doesn't start all over again with Ellie!

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