No Way to Win - Bedtime Woes

I hate the monster in the bed game. I know that's a strong word to use about a silly game but it matches my feelings.

On any given evening, if I walk away from the bedroom in the middle of the bed routine, even if only for a second, or to get water, or pull Bam Bam down from the table for the 200 time in that past hour, when I return the girls are hiding under their blankets making growling noises. It's my cue to pretend I don't know there are 2 giggly girl under there and wonder what sort of monsters are lurking there instead. I don't remember how this game started. I may have started it for all I know. But as I lurch breathless and almost spent toward the finish line, otherwise known as that moment when all 4 of my children are asleep, or at least quiet, and my work as a mother is done for the day, it's the last thing I want to do.

The problem with the monster in the bed game is that there is just no way to win it. If I pretend it leads to wild screaming and thrashing, beds pulled apart that need to be remade and girls wound up so tight it takes them and extra half an hour to settle again.

But if I ignore the growling, other than to quietly tell them to stop, I am faced with quiet sniffles as I sing and tuck them in that escalate to full on wailing and inconsolable sadness because I didn't play along.

It makes me so angry that this stupid game can so quickly throw a pleasant bed time routine into chaos.

I am officially the least fun mom ever. But, you know, by bed time I am hanging on by a single fingernail to whatever energy I had left. So close to quitting time, and yet so far away.



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