I need the Super Nanny. Pronto. Jack keeps getting out of his bed and it is driving me INSANE.
I don’t know what to do. Part of me just wants to commit myself somewhere just to escape my frustration. I know that for mothers of older children this must seem like a small thing that I am sweating, but right now, in my house, this seems big. Very big. And unlike a lot of problems I have with my kids, Plan A, Plan B, and Plan C have all failed. Plan D, Plan E, and Plan F have not worked either. The kid won’t stay in his bed. Oh, my Jack. My once sweet and obedient baby is 2 1/2 and thinks getting out of his bed is fun and games.
So each night, I try (not succeed) at calmly putting him in bed with a consistent bedtime routine. But the stinker continues to find it extremely humorous to run out and shout “ta-da” every few minutes. I pick him up, tell him to stay in bed, and leave the room. But then he does it again. And again. And again.
This mama is BEAT.
It’s moments like this that I wish our kids had buttons to program like robots. But then that would take away their individual personalities. So for now, I have to deal with the willful munchkin in our house and keep envisioning the Super Nanny encouraging me to be consistent and calm. If that doesn’t work, I just may have to apply to be on the show. Whatever it takes to get that kid to sleep.