Bedtime at RMH is proving to be "fun." We participated in tonight's activity hour, then I gave Abby a bath. We worked a little more on drinking milk (she didn't finish tonight....just too much going on :( ), and then it was bedtime. That was at about 8:00.
Note that we are in the same room. Abby sleeps in a twin bed and I have a double bed, but we are in the same room with nothing in between us but a small night stand.
I brought the baby monitor because I thought it would a good idea for me to go out in the kitchen while she was falling asleep, but the wifi doesn't work in there for some reason. Just sitting at a table in a kitchen for an hour won't be too exciting, so I thought I'd just stay in here in the dark with my laptop. Hmmmm.
She has done everything from remind me that she got hit on the shoulder--two weeks ago--, to beg me to sleep in her bed with her--umm, not a chance!--, to sing, to say "I like the Ronald McDonald House" over and over (quite cute, I have to say!), to tell me she is going to watch cartoons, to tell me she is all done sleeping and she wants to get up.
The worst part is that she is so darn cute!!!! I have a really hard time standing my ground with this one. But I'm doing it, because giving in today will make the next days even harder!
It's now 9:28. Do I dare say that the girl is close to dreamland? I don't want to move or anything until I know for sure. Oh, wait, nope. She just announced that she has a stinky diaper. (false alarm on both accounts.)
I'm going to have to try another approach tomorrow. Maybe I'll just read a book in the kitchen while I'm waiting for her to fall asleep! Obviously, being in the same room is not working. (I thought she'd fallen asleep again, but she just yelled out, "Oh no!" for no apparent reason. I'm trying not to respond to her.)