It started out as one of those nights where we found ourselves pleading with our adorable baby boy to please, please go to bed around 11. This lasted for about a half hour, before we conceded that Link was not in fact going to sleep. Then, I offered to let Tyler go to bed since he had to work today, but that also was short lived, when God gave me the insight to realize that my anger had the upper hand. So, at right around midnight, Link, Tyler, my pillow and I headed back upstairs.
Another thing that we learned from last night: if you want your child to lay down and try to sleep, don't put on their favorite movie. Tyler and I (mostly I), in our infinite (or not) wisdom, decided that the simple solution would be to lay down a blanket, put on a VeggieTales, lay down on previously-mentioned blanket, and wait for Link to lay down next to you and fall asleep. HA!
Oy. Long story short-ish, my wonderful and caring husband took one for the team and took Link to his room, sat down in the recliner, and rocked Link as he screamed as if we had taken away his birthday. This lasted until shortly after 1, when Link finally gave in to sleep and Tyler, extremely exhausted, laid down in bed.
I woke up as Tyler was getting in the shower, and decided to stay up and enjoy some time to myself. Tyler got ready for work and left right around 8:30. I sat on the couch as he left, ready to enjoy some time to myself, but as soon as the door shut behind Tyler, I heard crying come over the monitor. Yep, Link was up, at quarter to nine. And he shows no sign of napping.
But, in all of that, I can still say that I am so happy. I'm happy that I have a child to keep us from falling asleep. I'm happy that he wants to spend time with his parents (I know that someday this desire will be gone). And I'm happy that even though he doesn't always want to sleep, we have a healthy, happy baby boy.
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