Key to Success

I found it! After a couple of weeks of Abby and Alex jumping around their rooms after bedtime like monkeys on energy drinks, I have finally found the key to successful sleeping. The key...is me. I have been going in, putting them to bed and then leaving the room to whatever madness will ensue. For awhile now, they have both been more than reluctant to go to sleep. They would do everything from find rogue crayons and draw on the wall to switching beds and laughing hysterically at one another from across the room. After an hour or more after bedtime, they would both still be going bananas in there. I have been ending up rocking Abby just to calm her down. So tonight, on a whim, I decided to try and lay with her for a few minutes. Bingo! Alex passed out in his (what used to be normal) five to ten minutes and Abby was peacefully sucking her thumb and breathing deep after five or so minutes. I gave them both one last hug and kiss, told them I loved them and said goodnight. Not a peep came out of that room after I left. So apparently I am the key to the bedtime routine. It was actually quite nice. It gave me a moment to relax and just be there for them when they needed me. I know it's a crutch, but if it keeps the peace (and my sanity) then I'm good with it. They aren't little ones forever. One day they won't need me for these little things. And I know that I'll miss it when that day comes.