We do, and always have done, the routine: dinner. poo. bath. lotions, jammies. books. cuddles. attempted attachment object. a story. a song. nightlights.
But it doesn't matter, because all 4.2ds wants, all he has ever wanted, is his mama to stay with him as he goes to sleep.
I have tried gentle withdrawal. Want to know how that went? Well, when I moved from lying down with (then 22m) ds to sitting up on his bed, he flipped so he could have his head in my lap, and I could either accept that or fight him off. That should give you a clue.
Nevertheless, I persisted, and for a while, we did actually get it so he could settle himself to a classical radio station.
Then came kindy, six months ago. Instant regression 2 and a half years. The night routine (and oh so much else) escalated. Now ds's routine is so long and convoluted you would think I was mad, doing it. It makes me mad, doing it. In both senses.
And some nights, like tonight? With dh away, and ds doing a long (3 days) week at kindy? After waking up early? Well it's long and convoluted with a whole pile of extra crazy on top.
Because here are some of the things I don't get:
- How we're meant to have a consistent routine, if dh goes away periodically. Either he is never involved in bedtime (so fair on all of us!), or sometimes the routine is messed up for a day or ten.
- How to be consistent about the shouting. I will not put up with being shouted at in the same room. During the day, ds gets removed to another room to shout til he cools down - it doesn't usually take too long. Because IME, mostly shouting means, I'm hurt. I'm losing what little face I've got. I'm scared we're not on the same side here. Help me, please. A hug and a chat will usually solve it, once he's calmed down enough to accept it.
During the night, if I get up and walk out, I leave him to go berserk (and he will go berserk, if it's come to that) in the room adjoining dd's and I'm sorry, but I just don't see that as feasible. I did have a parenting counsellor advise me to do exactly this "for as long as it took, possibly a whole fortnight" (like either of my two pig-heads would learn a new trick in a mere fortnight! lol!), but honest to god I can't see how anyone (me, ds, or bound-to-be-woken dd) would cope with that.
- The counsellor's advice was to ignore it all (even, she said, if he's thumping me - in which case, am I supposed to ignore that during the daytime too, with dd watching on? Because that's always been a removal offence for us. So where's the consistency? Or is this yet another thing I'm doing wrong?)
- And anyway, the fastest way to send ds round the twist is to throw him an ultimatum and then ignore him until he capitulates. Games work. Distraction often works. Humor (when I can muster it) works brilliantly. A line in the sand? Red rag to a bull. The cold shoulder? Why not just pour kerosene on them thar flames and fan 'em? And truth be told, I don't blame him. If I was desperately trying to communicate my needs to you, and you stonewalled me, then yeah, I would go a little mental too.
- Because here's the thing - I don't think ds is resisting bedtime. I don't think he is trying to manipulate me, or take control of the situation - except inasmuch as he is trying to get his needs met. And right now what he needs, my very bright, very sensitive, slightly immature son, is a long bed routine that lets him get out of his head all that stuff he's been carrying around all day and reassures him that I'm still here for him.
It's hard for me, sometimes, but who am I to say, you don't need me? Or, you shouldn't need me so much? Or, during the day you can have as much love and support as I can give, but when it's dark and you're exhausted, you're on your own?
Yes, it's immature. Yes, kids need boundaries. Yes, it's my job to teach him how to function independently. Yes, if I got hit by a bus tomorrow, he'd find new ways of getting to sleep. (But not, I put it to you, without being seriously screwed up first.)
We will get there. I may have evenings where I'm mad enough to ring the stupid parenting hotline, even though they always make me feel worse. (Free tip to any counsellors out there: If you've just spent 45 minutes pointing out how your client is letting her child manipulate her and advising on the correct way to manage things, finishing the call with "I think you're doing a really good job" is not only unconvincing, it's not even consistent.) And since my kids inherited their pig-headedness from their mother, no doubt I will keep trying, however fruitlessly, to encourage ds to find some way, any way that doesn't involve me, to get himself off to sleep.
But deep down? Deep down, I honestly believe that regardless of what I do, he will outgrow this when he's damn good and ready and not one minute before. So until then, I guess I will continue to not 'get' bedtime.