Well hello friends! I write to you from the depths of 2.5 year old sleep regression, a special place in toddlerhood where adult productivity goes to die. We've been struggling with getting Ezra to sleep for a few weeks [months?] but this past week nightmares/middle of the night waking hit full force.
Tuesday night he woke up terrified that his bed was on fire, so we slept together on a single mattress in the chilly den. Wednesday night he woke up crying inconsolably for 20 minutes before falling into a fitful sleep in the den. Thursday night he was wide awake from 2-4 am so we watched Handy Manny until he passed out again. All of that happened after he fought bedtime and stayed up later than he should've anyway. Double whammy for mama and papa. Our alone time has been zero for the past few weeks as Ez doesn't fall asleep until the same time I am going to bed.
It is a hard phase to go through as a parent because you learn through trial and error that there is very little, if anything, you can do but ride it out. A big part of the cause is the brain development that happens at this age, not something you can control nor would you want to. His imagination is soaring leaps and bounds which makes for a lot of fun just walking around our house. He has a magic backpack like Diego that we can turn into anything, whether its a snowboard to get down the mountain or special boots to walk on hot lava. It's a blast to see what his growing mind comes up with and how excited he gets in his play world.
So we're pushing through it as best we can, with a little help from caffeine and a lot of help from family [overnights at the grandparents are the best!]. Because this too shall pass. One day my little two year old will not only be sleeping in until noon, but he'll no longer want to play pretend with me. If I have to be stuck up late at night I'm glad its with the boys that I love more than anything in the world. That takes a bit of the sting out of it, though the bags under my eyes would lead you to believe differently.
So that's where I've been the past few weeks. A zombie like state that tries to work hard all day and enjoy the holiday spirit at night. So far, I think I'm doing all right. Yawn.