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Sleep Fairy Update

So far it’s been a few months since we started using the Sleep Fairy system to get our kids to sleep through the night.

The twins are now 3yrs,8mos, and it’s about time that mama got a decent night’s sleep!

The sleep fairy method, to recap, is a bedtime story that tells of a benevolent fairy (of apparantly limitless budget) who leaves presents under the pillows of good children who go to sleep quickly and stay quiet the entire night.

We had to make some modifications:

First of all, I found that if I put the present under the pillow before wakeup time, it not only woke up the child and got them excited, the kids were also waking up on their own in the middle of the night, just to check for presents, wailing loudly if there were none!

So now – since the girls caught me putting presents under their pillows a time or two when I do it in the early morning – they have declared me to be the Sleep Fairy’s minion.  I’ve been ordered by the twins to ‘buy more presents for the Sleep Fairy’ to put under their pillows, and they also figure that the Sleep Fairy instructs me as to whether or not a child qualifies for a present, which is why mama has been caught leaving the gifts.

Second, we had to get tougher on enforcing the ‘Sleep Fairy’s’ rules.  Mama went a bit soft when one child qualified for a present and the other didn’t and both children ended up with presents, thereby undermining the whole process (which is why it’s taken this long to work!)

Third, we’ve made it quite clear to the girls that while whines and crocodile tears are not permitted, if they have a true emergency – potty, sick, hurting, etc…they are allowed to call us and we will come.

Fourth, the Sleep Fairy has also been affected by the U.S.’s economic downturn.  She no longer has a limitless budget, and also has had an increased clientele.  Therefore, she can not leave gifts every night.  She requires a minimum of three nights’ good behavior in order to earn some swag.  (The girls themselves upped the ante and volunteered to increase it to 4 nights!)

To implement this plan, I bought some removeable wall stickers in the shape of fairies and stars, to make a wall chart to keep track of the stars the kids earn for each night’s good behavior.


Both the girls successfully made it through 4 nights of good behavior!  Mama is feeling MUCH better after being able to catch up on a pretty heavy sleep deficit (about 4 years’ worth!) and the Sleep Fairy is staying within budget and being fiscally responsible!  Win/win all around!

No More Mama

It’s finally happened, the milestone I’ve been dreading has finally arrived:

I am no longer “Mama”.  I have been re-branded as “Mommy”.

My wee ones are babies no longer! <SOB!>

When they were just learning to speak, a couple of years ago, a well-meaning friend tried to teach them to call me Mommy, while I was taking a nap.  Thankfully, I was able to nip that in the bud, and after a few days, they were back to Mama.

Now, there is no going back.

They neatly use a fork and (toddler)knife.  They want to ‘help’ me floss their teeth.  They can use scissors.  They are learning how to write letters of the alphabet. They gargle after toothbrushing.

I can barely pick them up!  <WAIL!>

Don’t get me wrong, I rejoice in their continued growth and achievments, but I miss my little babies!  I didn’t get enough sweet baby cuddles!

Time flew quicker than I thought it would.

So it’s time to trot out this poem that I did not write, but it sure fits!   Except for the moth part.


Mother, oh Mother,

come shake out your cloth,

empty the dustpan,

poison the moth,

hang out the washing

and butter the bread,

sew on a button and make up a bed.

Where is the mother whose house

is so shocking?

She’s up in the nursery,

blissfully rocking.

“Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little

Boy Blue (lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

Dishes are waiting and bills are past due

(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).

The shopping’s not done

and there’s nothing for stew

and out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo

but I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo.

Look! Aren’t her eyes the most wonderful hue?

(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

The cleaning and scrubbing

will wait till tomorrow,

for Children grow up,

as I’ve learned to my sorrow.

So quiet down, cobwebs.

Dust go to sleep.

I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep……”

~Author Unknown ~

I need DORA panties, Mama!!!

Though I have long attempted to resist the temptation to indulge my kids with media character-emblazoned items, they have nevertheless creeped into our lives during moments of maternal weakness.

I don’t mean that I have sentimental weakness for these characters, it’s more like severe and extreme sleep deprivation.  There are some days that if it’ll keep the kids happily playing over and and around my exhausted carcass, as I sit there in a befuddled, semi-dozing daze, then I sometimes cave and hand over such items from my emergency stash.

And there are other times that only a character themed item will get a job done.  Hence, Dora the Explorer coming to my rescue in the matter of potty training.

The girls’ nursery school teacher, Miss Rhonda, had been quite adamant that there were to be no more diapers during the daytime.  I was totally down with this, but the girls were proving hard to wean off the nappies.

Enter the obscenely-priced underwear (around $8-$9 for 3 pairs!) festooned with Dora, Hello Kitty and various cute forms of insect life.

But some days, only Dora will do.

And Heaven help me if I’ve gotten behind on the laundry and there’s only Hello Kitty or cute bugs available!

The past week at home

Whew!  We just spent the past week with a virus.  All of us.

At first we couldn’t decide if the girls were teething – they’ve got some largish molars coming in, and the sneezing, coughing, runny nose, slight fever Zanna, and then Halle were having were kind of par for the course for that, according to the baby books and other mothers.

I still didn’t feel right about taking them to the mall’s indoor playground – just in case.

Good thing I listened to my gut instinct, because a couple of days later I started getting a sore throat and runny nose myself.  And I’m pretty sure I’m past the teething stage 🙂

Then, as usually happens when she gets sick, Halle’s fever went up in the middle of the night.  ‘Uh-oh!’ I thought, ‘We’ve got trouble!’.

By the next day, the poor little mite’s fever had gotten up to 103.8!  That was a Friday, and we tried everything we could think of to get her fever down.  We called our pediatrician’s on-call registered nurse hotline, gave Halle lukewarm baths, infant Motrin, infant Tylenol (which seems to always work better than the Motrin, even though I really dislike the chemicals in it – I mean, c’mon!  Do they REALLY need to put industrial engine degreaser (propylene glycol) in baby medicine?)

Thankfully by the next day her fever broke.

Then we just had to deal with her coughing.

Zanna, meanwhile just breezed through like she always does.  It seems like she eats, sleeps and gets sick like her Dada, while Halle takes after Mama in those respects.

They’re both better now, but before it was all over, my husband and I both had come down with it, too!

Oh joy!  Taking care of active 14month twins while feeling sick as dogs (me more than him!) ourselves!

We’re all better now, but still with a bit of runny noses all around.

To add to all the fun, we were worried about Hurricane Ike potentially coming our way!


But, now that things are getting back to normal, it’s back to our environmental reclaimation project, a.k.a. taking back our apartment from the utter and complete chaos that took over from the moment the babies were born.  The mountains of stuff, the boxes of stuff, the piles of stuff and…more…stuff.  Lotsa stuff.  Gee, I didn’t realize we had so much stuff!  Where’d it all come from?

Anyway, the babies’ territory needs to expand yet again, so it’s on to the living room.  Last week we expanded their territory to the bedroom and they were so thrilled!  Now they can lay (waste to) claim to the entire back half of the apartment!  They even did a little baby victory dance in celebration of their attaining access to the coveted master bedroom!  There were much squeakings of joy to be heard as they pounced on the box of diaper wipies I had carelessly left lying around, and wipies flew like confetti as Zanna pillaged to her heart’s content(before I took the box away).

Now we have to invest in another new (and expensive!) gate to divide the living room from the computer area/kitchen.  Sigh…too bad money really doesn’t grow on trees (grin).

Have a happy weekend everyone!  Bye for now!

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