On Christmas night, Kacey woke up at 4am. Jamie didn't realize it was 4 so he started to turn on the tv and get her chocolate milk. He then realized the time and tried to put her back to bed. She was having none of it so he just brought her to our bed and she actually fell back asleep. I, however, did not.
I ended up being sick as a dog and having Kacey next to me, wiggling and taking up space did not help. I ran a fever later that day and whined to Jamie to please never bring her back into our bed again. That night and almost every night for the next couple of weeks she started to wake up in the middle of the night. Most of the time she would scream and cry that she wanted to be in our bed. It was awful.
Sometimes David would wake up, sometimes he wouldn't. On the worst night, between the two of them, we (mainly Jamie) got up a total of 10 or so times. Anger ensued and nighttime became a dreaded time. We never let Kacey back into our bed but she kept asking.
Thursday night Kacey woke up screaming bloody murder around 3am. Jamie tried to calm her but she was hysterical, she wanted in our bed and nothing would calm her down. Jamie was about to lose it and had to work the next day so I took over. I eventually got her back in her bed, fetched her water, rocked her in the rocking chair, fetched her chapstick, etc. After about 20 or so minutes she was in bed. I climbed in bed and 5 minutes later she was at Jamie's side again trying to get in bed. More screaming and crying and back in her bed she went. 5 minutes later, she's by my side of the bed. My turn to scream "Get back in your room!!!" She slinked away only to return a minute later and she actually climbed up on the foot of the bed. I screamed again "GET BACK IN YOUR BED NOW!!!!!!!" Hysterical screaming and she went back to her room, slammed the door and cried for 20 minutes before finally falling asleep. The entire ordeal took an hour. Miraculously David slept through it all.
On Friday morning, Jamie and I talked. We agreed that we had had it with the nighttime wakings. We were done. No more fear of her waking up David, she was going to stay in her bed no matter what and scream all night if she had to, we would deal with David if he woke.
Friday night, Kacey and I had a talk at bedtime. I told her very clearly and in a very stearn voice that she was not to get out of bed until she saw the light in the living room (it's on a timer and goes on at 6am, in addition to waking in the middle of the night she has been getting up for the day between 5:20 and 5:40.) Big girls stay in their own beds and sleep all night long. She said ok and went to bed without issue.
Sometime in the middle of the night I heard one little cry out of her and that was it. At 5:20 she woke up screaming "Mama!!! Dada!!!" I watched her in the monitor as she sat in her bed crying and screaming. She then got up and opened her door. She stood there for a minute as if trying to figure out what to do. She then started wailing again, closed the door and just stood there crying at the door. I kept panning the monitor between her and David and he kept sleeping. After a few minutes she opened the door again, cried "Mama!! Dada!!!", shut it and went to her bed. We debated getting her since it wasn't the middle of the night but agreed to wait until the living room light went on. David was still asleep so we had nothing to lose. After about 15 minutes of crying she finally laid down in her bed and pulled the covers up and quieted down. I kept checking on her and she stayed awake, she was fidgeting but she didn't cry again.
At 6am the light went on and we expected her to come running. She must not have noticed though!! At 6:20, she got out of bed, opened her door and went running into the living room. I'm not sure what she was thinking but she then went back to her room and slammed the door shut! After a minute or so she came out again and we called out to her that she could come into our room. I turned my light on and she came in beaming. We made a big deal of telling her how proud we were that she stayed in her bed all night like a big girl and she made a big deal of telling us that she came out when the light was on. "It's morning! Time to wake up!!", she told us.
My heart was so proud it almost burst. I couldn't believe she had really paid attention to our talk and that it worked. On Saturday night, we had a shorter version of the talk and we didn't hear a peep all night, she even slept in until 6:20. BTW, she hadn't gone to bed later or anything, in fact she fell asleep earlier than she had been. She had been having trouble falling asleep and was restless in bed until 9pm most nights. On Saturday night she was sound asleep by 8pm. I do believe that with kids sleep begets more sleep.
Best part of all this, since David has basically been sleeping through the night for a couple of months now, I was able to get an amazing night of sleep. Hopefully tonight will be the same!