Just Not Ready To Be Dry

standard September 12, 2011 1 response

When I started this series of posts on bedwetting two months ago, I thought for sure that by the time it ended we’d have kissed our last GoodNites® goodbye and have moved on to a lifetime of dry nights.

I had faith that Little L would have mastered her bladder and her nights.
Instead it’s been just another lesson in the fact that we as parents don’t control quite as much as we think we do.
Our longest stretch of dry nights happened while we were in Chicago a few weeks ago. We made it six whole nights without a drop.
Since then? There hasn’t been a single dry night.
When I asked Little L this morning why she was wetting all her GoodNites® now, she quietly replied that it was because she “couldn’t think about it” while she was sleeping.
Wise words if I’ve ever heard of them.
In Chicago the kids were going to be later and waking up earlier. With shorter nights there was less time for peeing. Now that we’re home, we’re back to 12 hour nights, which are great for growth and mommy’s sanity, but not so great for bed wetting.
I’d try waking her up in the middle of the night to make her pee, but it’s taken us four years to get her to sleep through the night and I’m really not willing to open that can of worms again. She’s a creature of habit, if I get her used to waking up at midnight to pee, she’ll always be waking up and peeing at midnight. I’d rather just wait out her bladder maturity and let her sleep easy.
Two months ago I was convinced that with the right incentives, Little L could overcome her own nighttime incontinence. (Chocolate bribes are what got her sleeping through the night! Don’t knock it.) She was dry during the day and could demonstrate good bladder control all day long. It seemed to me that she was just being willful about the night stuff.
Now I know better.
Little L is one of the 6 million 4+ year-old kids in the US who aren’t physically mature enough to be dry at night. It’s who she is. It’s not a personality flaw. It’s not an attitude that needs adjusting. It’s who she is physically. Blond, blue-eyed, with a slightly immature bladder.
I hugged her after we talked this morning and told her it was no big deal. When her body is good and ready her GoodNites® will be dry. In the meantime we just won’t worry about it any more. 
This post is the last of a series of posts sponsored and inspired by GoodNites®. I hope you’ve learned as much as me about getting through the ups and downs of parenting preschoolers and nighttime accidents. For more help please check out the NiteLite™ Panel, hosted by GoodNites®, where professionals share invaluable information about bedwetting.

I am a GoodNites® Blogger Ambassador and I am being compensated for this series of posts, but, as always, the stories, thoughts, and opinions featured in these posts are mine and mine alone.

Almost Dry at Night

standard August 29, 2011 Leave a response
Last week I packed up the girls, our bathing suits, and a couple pairs of shorts for each of us and we headed across the country to spend the week with my sister in Chicago. Next to the shorts, t-shirts and other warm weather things in their suitcase, I tucked seven GoodNites®, one for each night we’d be there.
 
“If you wake up dry every morning we’re in Chicago, when we come home, we can give all the diapers that are still at home to a baby who needs them.”
 
Little L nodded emphatically, her determination written all over her face.
 
I wasn’t surprised. Three weeks ago Little L finally started showing some interest in trying to be dry at night. In the morning she wakes up and checks her own diaper. Her glee when it’s dry brings a smile to my face. The thought of finally being diaper free keeps it there.
 
Her first night in Chicago she woke up dry. It was her third day in a row.
 
“Only four more nights mommy!” She crowed, reminding me that even before our trip I’d been telling her that she just had to be dry seven nights for me to allow her to give up her diapers. Clearly she was determined to make that happen while we were at her cousins’ house.
 
Then it was five nights. Six… and then… on the seventh… she woke up wet. Really, really wet.
 
Ditto on the eighth.
 
I played it off as no big deal, because really it isn’t one. She’ll be dry at night when she’s good and ready. Bedwetting will soon be a thing of the past for us.
 
She played it off as no big deal, but I could tell she was upset. She had tried so hard to reach this goal. She’d been so proud every morning, counting off the nights for me. I pulled her into bed with me and cuddled her tight.
 
We talked for a moment about the day we were going to have and then I asked her quietly if she was upset. She simply nodded.
 
“You know I love you no matter what, right? You’ll get this. It’s going to be ok. Your body just isn’t quite ready just yet. It needs to get a bit bigger and a bit better at keeping the pipi inside, that’s all. We can try again tonight.”
 
She nodded again, then shrugged, burden lifted. Another minute of snuggling and she was struggling to get down, anxious to start her day.
 
She was dry again last night and I’m hopeful she’ll be dry again tomorrow, but I’m not deluding myself. It’s a process. For some it’s a short one, for others it takes longer. As long as she knows I’m never going to be mad about how long it takes I’ll be happy with how it goes.
 
This post is part of a series of posts sponsored and inspired by GoodNites®. Stay tuned as we share stories about bedwetting and discuss great products and tips to get you through the ups and downs of parenting preschoolers and nighttime accidents. In the meantime, check out the NiteLite™ Panel, hosted by GoodNites®, where professionals share more information about bedwetting.

I am a GoodNites® Blogger Ambassador and I am being compensated for this series of posts, but, as always, the stories, thoughts, and opinions featured in these posts are mine and mine alone.

Still wetting the bed? Your kid isn’t alone.

standard July 11, 2011 2 responses
When I was a kid, one of my favorite cousins always refused to sleep over at my house. When I was at her place she never let me sleep in her room. I was little and never thought much of it until one night when, woken up by some middle of the night commotion, I stepped out into the hall and witnessed my aunt coming out of my cousin’s room, arms laden with wet sheets. 
She shooed me back to my bed, but not before I had connected the shameful dots. 
My cousin, my seven-year-old cousin, still wet the bed.
Back then I was mortified; today I know better.
Bedwetting is not a willful thing. It can be caused by a large range of issues, but most often, it’s a simple body maturity issue. Sometimes the bladder doesn’t mature as fast as the rest of the body. Couple that with the deep sleep of innocent children and you get some unfortunate incidents.
According to the National Kidney Foundation, bedwetting affects approximately six million children age 4+ in the United States alone . The condition is more common in boys than in girls and tends to occur more frequently in first-born children than in younger siblings.
So, as I sit here and wonder if I remembered to put a diaper on Little L when I tucked her in, and I wonder further about how much longer that’s going to be an issue, I remind myself that she’s not even four yet. She could well be bedwetting for years to come. Lucky for her people are much better informed today than when my cousin was little. At least I am.
If you’re interested in learning more about the causes of bedwetting and how it affects children and their families, I highly recommend the new GoodNites.com site. It’s a treasure trove of information on the subject.
This post is part of a series of posts sponsored and inspired by GoodNites®. Stay tuned as I introduce you to great products and tips to get you through the ups and downs of nighttime accidents. In the meantime, check out the NiteLite™ Panel, hosted  by GoodNites®, where professionals share more information about bedwetting.
I am a GoodNites® Blogger Ambassador and I am being compensated for this series of posts, but, as always, the stories, thoughts, and opinions featured in these posts are mine and mine alone.