I have three children whom I love dearly. However bedtime is awful (well to me!). We must have done something wrong as they are all terrible and we have tried everything….. we have got ourselves into the situation where we both have to sit with them (not in their beds but on the floor) just so they don’t get out of bed and then wait in a darkened white noise room until they fall asleep - anything up to two hours all in every night.
They are well loved and fed (all are great eaters), they don’t have much screen time, we are fortunate enough to have a large garden and they spend their evenings and weekends having a lovely time. They will brush teeth, put pjs on, do reading like angel children, we get into their bedroom and it’s like a switch goes! They bounce on the effing beds, they all want to toilet at various times (even if they go before I think they store extra poop in their colons just to piss me off!), they writhe around their beds, they look at books and then get annoyed they can’t read the words. They shout, they cry, they sing - you name it.
We do staggered bedtimes so lots of one/to-one time and we alternate each night so that everyone gets mummy/daddy.
They have a consistent routine, their room is as dark as we can make it, we try to use quiet voices (until I inevitably flip my lid each night). We have tried (against our better judgement at letting them stay up later - there is a big crowd who say 7 is way too early for a 6 year old - but it still takes as long, I loose my evenings and they can’t cope as they all need their sleep. They are not night owls, and are at their best on those rare days they all sleep at 730/745. We have tried super nanny - they all go 100 times and even after weeks it was no better.
We have paid for sleep consultants - may work for a handful of days and then it reverts back. There is no ND. Between the hours of 630/845 my children are just nightmares and as all three do it, it is absolutely our fault. I am not sure what went wrong as they all used to go to sleep beautifully when they were babies.
Finally, and this is a me problem, I get so edgy - I see the time moving on and I know as it gets to 745/8/815/830 that with every five minutes they will struggle that much more the next day and then it gets into a cycle of over tired misery.
No purpose of this apart from hoping for some solidarity?!