It was a day of ups and downs for the Balas family. Literally in Vivian's case. I was so thrilled that she ate a full dinner of carrots and rice cereal and still had room for a solid 2.5 ounces right before bed. As I was laying her down to pull her blanket around her, thinking how she was so full she'd sleep all night, up it all came. Three, four, five times, all over the changing pad, her three layers of pajamas, in her hair, down her back. I couldn't move for a second .. I just stood there dumbfounded. Vivian didn't seem to mind, just kept throwing up all non-plussed.
For Pip, it was Phil and I who swung one way and then the other. Normally we make a concerted effort to be consistent with him. If you don't, you pay the price. But this getting out of bed thing has us frazzled. After a sad night up crying from 2:30 - 3am last night and having to lock him in his room with the bungee cord again, he was on alert all evening. Both Phil and I had separate conversations with him where we talked through what had happened and he seemed to understand that the door would remain unlocked unless he continued to get up in the night. "Yes, yes, I understand Mommy!" Cut to bedtime. No sooner than 2 minutes after leaving the room he's out. Door closed, he's out again. Door held shut, he's bawling for 15 minutes. I broke my own promise for consistency and went in. He seemed most upset at the idea of it being locked so I told him if he stayed in the bed not only could the door be unlocked, but I'd leave it open. Immediate relief. Amazingly, both of us have held to the bargain. He didn't get out of his bed again and he's fast asleep. Now we just need to get through the whole night!
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