On Tuesday it took an hour from first getting Cheeky Monkey No. 2 into her cot bed to her falling asleep. On Wednesday it took 45 minutes. Yesterday it took 1 minute (she was exhausted, and hadn't napped. I knew it was a fluke.) Tonight, it took 15 minutes. Progress is being made!
I'm trying to be calm, supportive, gentle and firm. That means that rather than raising my voice when she starts screaming as soon as I leave the room, I simply walk back to her cot, gentle pick her back up, quick cuddle, "it's bedtime", into bed, "night night", leave the room. And I've lost track of how many times I've repeated that. But it's working.
I remember getting more upset going through the same process with Cheeky Monkey No. 1 two years ago. I remember getting angry, frustrated, teary, and wondered why she was getting more angry, frustrated, and teary! It would appear that staying calm is definitely the key. Easier said than done, I know.
Having said that, it's an awful lot easier to stay yummy-looking when you're not in tears. And when you have the backup of the Clarins range! I love their concealer now, and I didn't wear make up at all a year ago!
On a completely different, very random, note: a pigeon flew inside the door of our local leisure centre in front of me this week. I wondered whether I should queue up behind him. He shocked the receptionist. A couple of other female leisure centre workers immediately backed away in a very girly fashion. The pigeon surveyed the reception area and scuttled through the entry barrier and made to wander up the stairs. He clearly fancied a bit of a sauna. It took another, more capable, leisure centre worker, (male, the stereotype's were prevailing today) to direct the bird back out of the door.
Anyone got any other bizarre moments to share?