Strategic Cute By The Cranky Toddler
Posted By jayna on October 28, 2008
So, the kid has been a bit feisty about going to sleep on time lately. We’re in the midst of completely cutting out the very last bit of nursing and, while she pretends to be completely on board, something is making me think otherwise. Whining, screaming, half hours of silence, body slamming the side of the crib, more whining, more screaming. Not signs of her going down without a fight.
The nightly average is three to four necessary “lay down, go to sleep” interventions. Not terribly bad, but still annoying enough.
Last night I made my rounds on the way to bed, peeking into her room to make sure she hadn’t ended up with legs or arms wedged through the bars. I opened the door and the smell just about knocked me over. You know. That smell. The smell that has you standing there going “Shit, shit, shit! I can’t not change her!” and questioning your own sanity for risking waking the sleeping beast.
But really, I couldn’t not. Obviously. Diaper rashes are not our friends here. So, I did my very best at stealth mode, getting the new diaper ready, warming up some wipes in my hands, making sure only a tiny bit of light was in the room. I tiptoed over to the crib, slid down the side rail as quietly as possible and did my best to slide my hands under the passed out kid.
Not happening. Ton of bricks barely describes it. She was as one with the mattress as could be. Wiggling my fingers got me a tiny bit of progress and I started to lift. Out came the absolute cutest little whispered noise I’ve ever heard her make.
“nnnaaaaaooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh“
I laughed inside, smiled and tried to lift her again, as she burrowed even closer against the mattress.
“nnnaaaaaooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh“
This time I couldn’t help but let out a little giggle, and tried again, scraping her off the mattress.
“nnnaaaaaooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh“
I lost it, laughing out loud so much that she picked up her little head, opened her eyes and glared at me.
“nooooooooo mama“
She promptly flopped back down and passed back out. I said screw it, and scooped her up like a rag doll. She never even woke up through the whole diaper change and snuggled right back down when I put her back.
Why can’t she be that cute about going to bed in the first place? It sure would make me dread marching up those stairs a lot less.
That? Is way too freakin' cute. Of course, they're always cute when they're asleep. Cuter, I mean. Cuter.
Because they love to mess with your mind, that's why. Cute, yes. And all kinds of evil.
That's awesome. Kids are so screwy and weird to figure out. But I'm glad you got the diaper changed without drama.
You are a good woman for even risking it. I am not so confident that mine would go back to bed, though when we've scooped them up in thunderstorms to trek down into the basement, they've gone right back to sleep, so I guess I shouldn't be so worried. :) How very very cute.