“If you stay in the room until your child is asleep you are not alone – as a matter of fact, you are in the majority. This “problem” isn’t really a “problem” at all, but normal childhood behavior.”
Elizabeth Pantley --The No-Cry Sleep
Solution for Toddlers & Preschoolers.
Every night I cuddle my four year old to sleep (until she
was 3 I breastfed her to sleep), it is the most peaceful part of my day, like a
little meditation. I wrap my arm around her, hold her hand and sing both girls
lullabies until they are gently snoring. I don’t cuddle her big sister for a number of reasons, all
of them practical a) she likes her own space to sleep b) when I was pregnant I
had SPD and it became too uncomfortable and c) (which is the most practical)
she’s on the top bunk and with the best will in the world I can’t get up or
down without a racket.
Recently I did have a little health scare and during those
horrible two weeks I thought that if I was to get the diagnosis I feared I
would buy the girls new beds, nice low ones that were wide enough to take me
too because the moments spent cuddling them to sleep are precious.
Both my girls have beautiful lashes which flutter up and
down as the precursor to sleep, the eye roll sets in. As their eyelids stop
trying to lift the girls give a little sigh as they let go of the day, their
limbs relax and the soft snoring starts. I watch them amazed at their beauty and forever thankful
that I have them in my life.
Perhaps I am lucky that they go to sleep so quickly, it normally
takes less than 10 minutes. But I come out of their room so happy, up-lifted
and peaceful I wish that every parent could have this. Am I mean to not share
this with my husband? Perhaps. He has done it on the handful of occasions I
have not been able to be there but it started from breastfeeding and really
that was something that only I could do. He is very active in their bedtime
routine and he does get to look in on them later.
Of course not every night is perfect, some nights they are
poorly and need extra attention, frankly the little girl doesn’t need sleep the
way the rest of the family do and is often up in the night. At those times I
try to remember how lucky I am to have them before I snuggle up with them and
attempt to get back to sleep. Last night in fact was pretty horrific, up twice
in the night and again at 6am. No wonder I feel shattered.
I know one day it will end. I suspect it will be reading that does it, the point where they are both able to read independently and I can say, "OK you can read your book now for a bit". I hope that for them books become as magical and relaxing as they are for their Dad and I but that's a whole other blog post. I don't suppose for one minute that as teenagers they will want Mum to cuddle them in their beds, it's such a short time until then and perhaps such a big long time (I hope?) until they have a loving partner of their own to hold in their sleep and then perhaps babies of their own.
Cradle Song by William Blake 1757-1827
Cradle Song by William Blake 1757-1827
Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,
Dreaming in the joys of night;
Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep
Little sorrows sit and weep.
Sweet babe, in thy face
Soft desires I can trace,
Secret joys and secret smiles,
Little pretty infant wiles.
As thy softest limbs I feel
Smiles as of the morning steal
O'er thy cheek, and o'er thy breast
Where thy little heart doth rest.
O the cunning wiles that creep
In thy little heart asleep!
When thy little heart doth wake,
Then the dreadful night shall break.
