How it took 1GBP to save three people from going insane

Sleep is NOT overrated! And those who tell me that they can jog and smile a whole day after having only a couple of hours of sleep should...get a kid!

In the past month Sami underwent an unbelievable transformation. From being the Christmas Monster who showered us with tantrums and whining most of the holiday season, he became the angel of joy, love and obedience in the new year. It's like we got our new year's gift right after dancing the old year away. It almost felt as if letting him dance with us on that night until he dropped, cured him of all insanity. But the new sigh of relief didn't exactly come without a price. The day tantrums were exchanged for night clingyness and midnight terrors - for us!

It all began with our natural desire to hug him in bed while he was going to sleep, as we so obsessed about our love for the new kid. He seemed to like it too and the reverse effect slapped us in the face like a slingshot. Soon we couldn't free ourselves from his night grip. The cries began as soon as we left the room and lasted for hours. 'Don't go, keep hugging me!' As soon as I found myself reaching out for the bottle with trembling hands, I realized that something was wrong again. So instead we went back digging for the earplugs again. As once more, it was time to Ferberize!

Of course, our hairs started loosing their color and our teeth started falling off again from grinding, I could collect berries in the bags under my eyes and the neighbors' kids were running away as soon as they saw my messy red-eyed face in the building. I was doing just fine. As in addition to the bedtime insanity, the midnight screams appeared. I swear, alkA timed it to exactly 2:12am every night. The first night we went terrified, to see what was happening to him, thinking he had fallen off the bed. But as it turned out, he wanted a banana!

And then, my dear wife had a brilliant idea again, as she in her creativity has been unsurpassed in my opinion. 'Let's see what happens if we leave the light on in the hallway'. And there it was: the light switch became connected through some sort of a WiFi connection to Sami's brain, as by switching it on, the crying stopped. If we only dares switch it off, there it began again. But better yet, with our endless attempts to be as green as possible, we found a nightlight today at the Pound shop! And Sami got his chance to show creativity and customize it with his favorite stickers! Voila! Now it's quiet and I can think again. He is staring with love into his mesmerizing little light on the wall and dreaming the night away with his favorite cars.

And we can finally rest...! Good night!