Free advice is worth exactly what?
Posted on May 9th, 2011
About once a week, P falls asleep in the afternoon and wakes up around 9. Then she stays up til midnight (or last week’s 01:30). It’s miserable. I hate it.
People say, “Why don’t you just wake her up?” and I laugh, because there is no waking this child until she’s ready. Even daycare had a hell of a time rousing her, and that was in a chaotic and crazy classroom.
Today, she fell asleep at 4. This wasn’t unexpected, since we didn’t sleep well last night and we were up early. In an effort to guarantee sleep tonight, I took her on not one, but two excursions. She almost melted down in front of the grocery store, but recovered, and then I walked her home. We were both grumpy, but OK.
So faced with the peacefully sleeping child, knowing the chances were good she’d be up at 1 AM, I then I compounded my error by doing something crazy stupid: I ignored my instincts and I tried to wake her up. I tickled. I played the recorder. I bribed with food.
All I succeeded in doing was rousing her long enough for her to throw a screaming, irrational, mostly wordless (except for shrieks of “Go away! Go away!”) tantrum (like those of the early months of 3-years-old), where she tried to kick me (and succeeded many times). And then I went in the other room (read: bathroom, the only room with a door) for a few minutes, and when I came out, she was asleep again – and I now had a migraine.
So. Today’s lesson is that free advice is worth what you pay for it. I know my kid better than that, and I shouldn’t have attempted it. It was a stupid move.
UPDATE: She woke me up at 2. And at 4. (When I confused her and made coffee – then went back to bed.) And 4:45. And 5:30. And 6. I’d gone to bed at 9:30-ish, so honestly, even though I’m struggling to keep my eyes open right now, all I can think is “it could have been so much worse.”