I have two words for you - POOP and PUKE. These seem to be the predominant themes in our household right now. My sweet baby girl has transformed into a little demon. Let me explain.
In the past, we always put Porgie to bed around 7:30. Sometimes she would go straight to sleep, and sometimes she would play in her crib for an hour before falling asleep. And life was good. This weekend, life as we knew it changed dramatically.
On Friday evening, we put Porgie to bed at 7:30. Thirty minutes later she started screaming, "POOP, POOP, POOP." Thinking that she had pooped in her diaper, I raced to her room. But Porgie had not poop, so I put her back in the crib and left the room. Ten minutes later I heard, "POOP, POOP, POOP." I went back and checked her again, but she had not pooped. I put her back in the crib and left the room. Ten minutes later I heard, "POOP, POOP, POOP." Realizing that she was just playing a little game with me, I let her cry. She became frantic, screaming louder and louder and louder. Then I heard the vomiting sounds. Yes, she made herself puke AGAIN. I went to her room, changed the sheets, and changed her clothes (and in case you were wondering she had NOT pooped). I put her back in the crib, and she instantly started screaming again. I didn't want her to scream and puke, but I also didn't want her up running around the house at 9:00 pm. So, I made the decision to just let her cry. I know I am a mean mommy - you don't have to tell me. She whined off and on for about 20 minutes before she finally fell asleep. The same exact sequence of events occurred on Saturday.
John and I discussed the bedtime routine, and decided to start letting Porgie stay up until 8:30. I really thought that the new bedtime would solve our problems and that Porgie would go down easily at 8:30. But I was wrong. I put her down at 8:30 on Sunday, and she played in her crib until 11:00 pm! I was annoyed that she was awake for so long, but I was happy that she wasn't puking and screaming. Then Monday rolled around. I put her to bed at 8:30. The screams and fake poop calls started instantly. Within thirty minutes she had vomited twice. Ugh.
So, the 8:30 bedtime isn't working either. Damn toddler. Everything is always a power struggle. It is exhausting. So, now I am thinking about ditching her afternoon nap and going with an early bedtime. I have no idea what I am doing here. I am just trying to survive.