After a night of sleeping with Ezra as he tossed, turned and kicked me then ask for milk, water and juice to drink to hydrate his fever warmed body at 3:30 in the morning, I feel like I need to sleep.
Ezra is sleeping now. His snotty nose and ear infection not giving him cause to wake. That is good. I need the rest.
Ezra’s mood swings swung like the pendulum of a grandfather clock. Except the tick-tock of pendulum was cry-shout that started and stopped from minute to minute. One minute he didn’t want the empanada, salsa shouting and crying them to be removed from plate then put back on plate then the next minute he was silent as he ate. One minute he didn’t want books read to him and then he wanted books read to him. Then the next minute he was silent as he listened to -v- read. All the time he was wiping his nose causing one cheek to become more red.
The mood swings were caused by being tired; having a runny nose for weeks; an ear infection; poop that causes rashes because of the antibiotics for the ear infection kill stomach bacteria; and there is a muck sickness the family can’t seem kick. All seems to have pushed Ezra near the edges of sanity and insanity. It has been too much time since he has probably had a great night of peaceful sleep.
The sleep slept away our fussiness from last night. And Ezra called for me at the top of the stairs to walk up the stairs to walk with him down. Then he and I played with trains and built a track while he ate the waffle I warmed for him. He spoke a few more words I have never heard him speak. He didn’t fuss or say, ,,No, daddy.”
Unlike getting Ezra to go to sleep for the night, naps are events Ezra initiates like today he did today. Ezra walked up to me, grabbed my hand, said, ,,Daddy, night-night,” and we walked upstairs to his room where he fell asleep with no fuss, no tears, no calling for mom.
Minutes ago there was a thud followed by an Ezra fuss.
We found Ezra in his room. His hand were holding his head from floor. His feet and ankles were on the fire engine bed. His body suspended between.
It appears he was trying to crawl around to find a better sleep spot, but found the floor instead. Fortunately, Ezra is okay. He was more freaked out than anything else.
Ezra now sleeps.
Ezra didn’t want to leave the park. Nor did he want to get into the bath tub. Then he didn’t want to leave the bath tub. After getting out of the bath tub Ezra didn’t want to wear his diaper or shorts or shirt. He wanted nothing more than to fuss loud and let us know he didn’t want to wear a diaper or shorts or shirt.
We did try to put his diaper on his body, but after a few wild shakes of Ezra we realized Ezra didn’t want to be clothed.
Ezra did fall asleep on his Fire Truck Bed. He has woke a couple times. He may wake again if he pees on the Fire Truck Bed.
Ezra is staying up really late lately. He wants to go to the park or for a walk after dinner, which means we’re outside until at least 8. Then there’s the bath, and run around and getting the right pajamas on…before you know it its 9:15 and he’s not asleep yet, even though he’s really really tired. Uf.
Night One sleeping on fire engine bed was a success. He woke. He smiled. He didn’t fall out and hurt himself. He is now napping in his crib. Maybe the fire engine bed will be his night time bed? Maybe not. What ever he choses, as long as he sleeps, he can sleep in one of his two bed.
I am awake late because I napped for two and a half hours while Ezra napped yesterday. I am not awake because Ezra is sleeping his first night in the fire engine bed without the crib bars to contain a flopping and wandering Ezra, but it is something keeping me aware.
The sounds Ezra has been making for the past hour are sounds he makes when he flops during his sleep in his crib, but now that he is in the fire engine bed I have been hoping not to hear a thud against the floor during these flop sessions. A thud created by Ezra flopping then wanting to stand or crawl or do something while sleeping in the fire engine bed that he probably never does while sleeping in his crib.
I will be able to sleep once I tire, but I will sleep light and aware to hear Ezra when he wakes to be sure he has not gained the reach and the strength to open the high and stiff door knob from his room.
Tomorrow or the next day we will likely be installing a gate before the stairs down for he could be a sleep walker.
Ezra says, ,,Night, night,” when he is ready for sleep. Well, Ezra use to say, ”Night, night,” when he was ready for sleep. Now he says it when he is ready to go to his room at night near the normal sleep time to play with the Fire Truck Bed and the blocks and books and his little toy fire engine and look out the window and climb over me or -v-.
During this time, we have tried to prepare him for bed, but he’s becoming more of a fuss to get his pajamas on before Night, Night (most nights). He kicks and fusses and whines and cries. He give us the pouty lip and the mad shake of the head. He sheds tears that only a method actor could appreciate.
Maybe his sleeping schedule is changing? Maybe he doesn’t need the same amount of sleep? Maybe it is the Summer light that is keeping him awake? Maybe he is prepping for his teenage years?
Whatever it is, Night, Night has taken on a whole new meaning. It means we are now going to go to his room and nothing more.
Trying to put Ezra to bed tonight was….trying. It all started when I tried to brush his teeth after his bath. Bad Idea. Nothing would go right after that. He didn’t want me to put his clothes on, but was too frustrated to try to put them on himself, and too cold not to put them on. Finally he calmed down and we got the PJs on, and then he let me pick him up, and then we listened to some johnny cash for a while…Hopefully this was just a tired tantrum and nothing is wrong…
Ezra has been going to bed early these past days and sleeping through the night. I am very happy he has been sleeping through the night, but it kind of sucks he gets tired quickly after arriving home from playcare because we only get a couple of hours with him before he crashes for the night for sleep.
-v- and I believe the cause of sleep is a growth spirt for he isn’t sick nor does he have a fever, and he seems to have grown alot during these past weeks. Some of his pants we use to roll up now don’t need to be rolled. Things on the counters and table he once couldn’t reach he can now grab with little effort. He’s getting big. And he is growing up fast. I just hope that we get to spend more time with him before he grows up and moves out of the house.
I pulled the red wagon with Ezra sitting inside on a long journey from the house to a garage for buses. Along the way we seen cars, buses, van, motorcycles, truck and buses. Lots of buses.
It was the buses that kept him awake for we began this journey near the time of his daily nap. As we neared the bus garage, he began to close his eyes and sway as he sat in the wagon. As we stood staring at the buses in the garage, he motioned that he wanted to be held. I picked him up and soon he began to become unsteady, close eyes and sway back and forth. We continued the journey home with Ezra in my arms and the red wagon rolling up a ruckus along the sidewalks. About half way home he laid his head on my shoulder and feel asleep. About this time, my back became sore, so I looked at the red wagon and then Ezra then the red wagon then I laid Ezra in the red wagon and pulled a sleeping Ezra slowly home to his bed for his daily nap.
,,Night-night,” says Ezra and then he lays on the ground and goes to bed. He does this every night now. …Just kidding. He lays on the ground for about thirty seconds after saying, ”Night-night.” -v- and I are still hoping one day when it is time for him to go to sleep at night that he will say, ”Night-night,” and go to sleep. Instead it is forty minute process of brushing teeth; reading; playing ball; listening to music; -v- singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star; me laying on the floor like I am sleeping; a couple of tears shed when he is put in his crib too early; him pointing at his bedroom door wanting out;Â that all ends with him sleeping in his crib.
Ezra knows when he wants a nap. He will climb the stairs, walk to his room, point to the door if closed and when door is open walk into room and stand by crib and point.
We will lift him inside crib, and he will lay in the crib. Sometimes he will look at us and standup if we don’t lay on the floor near the crib for a few minutes after he is put inside.
He will then nap.
Ezra fell asleep in the car tonight on the way home at about 5:05pm. I took him out of the car when we got home at 5:25 and he was still asleep. I laid him on the floor where he slept some more. I thought maybe at 5:45 when Kalab got home that maybe Ezra would just go to bed for the night, because he was still asleep, but when I started taking off his shoes, he woke up. He was fussy for a little while until he got some dinner in him. We thought maybe he was ready for bed at about 8pm and I tried the usual walking/rocking/singing/back rub to get him to fall asleep. He wasn’t interested in sleep, only in play. It’s now 9:25 and Ezra is still awake, and crying because we’re trying to get him to go to sleep.
