I have always found the kid’s bedtime challenging, partly it is
the work involved: bath time, nappy changes, milk bottles and dragging people
into the bathroom to brush their teeth,
Partly it is the fun of little people who decide they are not
sleepy and try to escape. Or boys who are old enough to know better, but are
still up after bedtime wrestling, or asking if they can go down and get a glass
of water when they should be asleep.
During Ramadan in particular I have tried to be firm and keep the
bedtime routine under control and manageable and the kids in bed so that we can
have a peaceful iftar (fast breaking meal) and calm Esha and taraweeh prayer.
Yesterday I was praying Esha, when I saw Baby out of the corner of
my eye catapult herself out of her cot and make a run for it. I have
moved her cot away from my bed so that she can't flip out of her cot on to my
bed and wander off. This has worked so far, but yesterday she decided to
risk it and throw herself across the gap between my bed and her cot. I'm
sure this has something to do with the boys teaching her to jump off my bed
earlier today. By the time I finished praying she had raided Gorgeous'
drawer for the box of Maltesers he kept under his socks. It was his treat
for fasting and he wasn't very impressed when he found out next morning half
the box was gone.
Today she fell asleep in the evening as I was cooking. I
should have woke her up, but I never have the heart to wake a sleeping baby (or
I am just grateful for the chance to get things done). So now at bedtime,
she is wide awake and hanging out in the boys room reading Darling's favourite
book (Primrose in Charge by
Alan McDonald), or fascinated by the pictures at least.
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