Alex the Night Owl

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Posted by vera | Posted in Sleep | Posted on 25-12-2009

twinsSleepingFrom Day One, our monozygotic twin boys, Alex and Simon, suffered from sleep “issues”, for lack of a better word.  Half crazed from sleep deprivation, my husband and I read all manner of sleep books and consulted the experts on various schedules and routines.  We lived by the clock, to some extent, to preserve our sanity.  Two minute up longer than needed with our 6- month-olds spelled disaster, and we could predict the impending dual meltdown almost to the second!

Five years later, it is interesting to observe the role sleep still plays in the night life of our twin boys.  Having recently moved to separate bedrooms, the boys are now “allowed” to fall asleep independently of one another, although their evening visits to one another’s rooms sometimes still result in late-night conversations that carry one twin well beyond his “best before” time.

So long as they are not fighting, we are tempted to  let them do their thing… we feel it fosters their twinship, and their quiet, night-time ramblings allow us to enjoy a few moments of peace and quiet before we head to bed ourselves.  Sometimes, the boys will have a “sleep-over” in one of their beds… occasionally we find them fast asleep on top of one another, the stuff animals a jumble with the combined sheets in the chosen bed.  Moving each boy back to his own bed ensures a good night’s sleep, but is a recipe for disastrous morning wake-up, as the boys wake up outraged that they have been moved against their will or knowledge!

Last night, Simon and Alex were up in Simon’s bed late into the night, debating about when Santa arrives and how early one ought to go to bed on Christmas Eve.  This was interspersed with periodic clarifications about which superhero was the best, and who should be invited to the next birthday party.  Trevor and I let their conversations blend into the background as we sat downstairs enjoying a movie on TV.  By 11 p.m., I was wiped out, so we turned of f the TV and went upstairs to prepare for bed.

What a surprise awaited us:  While Simon was out like a light, Alex was still wide awake, nattering to himself as he arranged all the “guys” (stuffed animals and magnetic superheros he had been given by the babysitter) in a row along the bed!  We tucked him back into his own bed, and fell asleep to the sound of our little night owl singing Christmas carols into the wee hours of the morning.

One would think this sort of behaviour might be rewarded with an opportunity to “sleep in”… we figured even if Simon woke up at the usual 6:30 a.m., he could crawl into bed, and we could all sort of doze until Alex the Night Owl got up around 8 a.m.

Alas, both boys were awake and chipper by 7 a.m., and we were forced out of our warm beds by demands of breakfast, playtime and help finding a certain needed shirt.

I am not looking forward to the ensuing crankiness in Twin A later this afternoon, as the lost 3 hours from last night’s sleep begins to take its toll…

There is no rest for the wicked!

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