Last week at some point I wrote about the struggles we’ve been having with Collin at bed time. Unfortunately at this point we are still dealing with them a little. We’ve had some good nights and some bad nights, but nothing has quite compared to that first night of the resistance.
The thing is, I’ve really been frazzled by it all. I mean… it was a sudden change. Maybe he figured out he could fight the idea of going to bed? Maybe once he experienced us not knowing how to handle it he figured he’d keep pushing? I don’t know what it is, but it is frustrating, and mostly saddening, because I know he can follow directions and get ready for bed calmly, he’s done it for several years.
Perhaps this is coming on the toes of being an independent 4 year old? He sure does like to do things his way and when he’s ready. When it comes down to it, I have to wonder if it isn’t US at all, but more HIM trying to take care of himself. I have been on the verge of tears over bed time a couple of nights this week – out of frustration, out of my own exhaustion, out of sadness. But I need to remember… he’s growing, he’s still my sweet boy (this only happens right before bed, after all), and so far we have taught him the best we can to make good decisions. I need to have faith he will make those good decisions, and perhaps the resistance will continue no more.