I asked Preston if he wanted to go to sleep with a diaper or underpants. He said underpants. After weeks of successfully waking up with a dry diaper, and one successful underpants night last week when Grandma and Grandpa put him to bed, I decided that it would be fine.
At 11:30 when I was ready to go to bed, I went in to check on Preston like I always do. I tuck him in if he is on top of the covers, and for several months I’ve done it successfully every night without waking him up…. I woke him up. And he was awake enough that he had trouble getting back to sleep. He kept clinging to my arm, and every time I would try to leave he would open his eyes and start crying again. So finally I just left and let him cry.
But then John came upstairs and rescued him and brought him to bed with us. John lasted all of 5 minutes with Preston in the bed before he decided to vacate to the guest room… Preston started crying about wanting a white pillow instead of a red pillow, which was apparently too much of a problem for John.
Then Preston and I – still in the big bed – Played musical sides until Preston settled down completely sideways on what is usually my side. I was on John’s side. All was finally well.
Except I woke up at 5:30 with a stomach ache. After a few trips to the bathroom I was feeling a little bit better, but Preston was starting to stir each time I climbed back into bed with him… and if he woke up, that would be the end of sleep for me. So I climbed in the guest bed with John to snooze in the early morning.
Yes, our 2 and a half year old toddler won the bed war, and ended up with a King sized bed ALL to himself.
And then he peed. He didn’t wake up and call to one of us that he needed to go tinkles, like EVERY morning for the past 2 months. He didn’t climb out and try to find someone, because he follows the rules and won’t leave the bed until someone comes to get him. Nope, on the morning that he is wearing underpants he wets the bed.
I’m sure it was as accident, but it was a major comedy of errors. I think that if I had still been in bed with him this morning he would have woken me up to go to the potty. But I wasn’t.
So we stripped the bed, and life will go on.