The sleep smackdown
"My baby needs pajamas!"
"I need the light on!"
"I don’t want to sleep with the purple monkey!"
"You need to read another book!"
On and on she goes, and I know she is playing me. Now it doesn’t come all at once. It’s a demand here, a desire there. Each time it seems sort of reasonable and each time I sort of give in.
A few minutes later, there’s just one more thing she needs . . . .
I toy with saying no, and sometimes I do. But part of me takes over, the part that really wants her to go to sleep so that I can have peace and quiet and finally sit down and eat dinner and not have someone yelling in my ear because if I don’t experience quiet in the next few minutes, I’m going to lose my mind.
My heart is racing as I try at once to calm her and to keep her from running the show. I say goodnight one more time and retreat into the family room. There, I did it.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. “MOMMMMMMMMY!!!!!”
-- Amy Hollyfield