I thought it was time to update you all on the bedwetting situation in this house.
3 weeks ago we went to the continence clinic and were finally put on the alarm program.
We brought home a mat to put on her bed that hooks up to an alarm.
The nurse demonstrated how loud the alarm is. It's BLOODY loud!! It was so loud in fact it scared the absolute crap out of Miss5.
We took it home and hooked it up.
I was awake early hours of the next morning waiting for the alarm to go off. It's so loud I knew it would scare me if it went off while I was in a deep sleep.
To my surprise it didn't go off.
Then the next night and the next night and the next night...still no alarm. I was surprised. But I was starting to think there was more to it than that. She was scared of the alarm, the sound was so loud and so shocking it actually scared her. She was literally scared into being dry.
For the whole two weeks she was dry-14 dry nights in a row. Thank God for that blessing!!! It was awesome. But during this time I also NEVER mentioned bedwetting. I didn't praise the good or say anything about the bad. Because I have noticed that whenever it's mentioned whether good or bad she will wet the bed the next night.
For the second week I turned the alarm off but didn't tell her I had done it. I wanted to see if she could do it. And she did.
Last week we went back to the clinic and the nurse told us to keep the mat on the bed and turn the alarm off..pretty much what I had already been doing but this time Kaitlyn knew the alarm would be off.
So home we came. 5 nights we had before our next appointment and 2 of those nights were wet!
And after we were doing so well!!!
I honestly believe that this issue isn't anything to do with wetting the bed. I think it's a control issue. I think she's proving that I might be able to control what she eats and wears and plays with but SHE is the only one that can control whether or not she's dry at night.
The nurse at the clinic 100% agrees with me. Kaitlyn knows exactly what she's doing. She's playing mind games with me. Basically she's being a stubborn bitch. (Yes I did just call her a bitch)
Today we went back to the clinic and the nurse busted her. I love the nurse, she's strict she's a straight talker and she doesn't accept kaitlyns crap. While the nurse was talking to her Miss5 was digging her fingernails into her skin on her face. Pinching so hard it was leaving marks on her. She didn't want to listen to the nurse. She didn't care that it's gross waking up in a yucky bed. She didn't care when the nurse said she was disappointed because she knows Miss5 can do better than that.
Tonight has by far been the worst night yet.
At 7pm both kids went to the toilet and then straight to bed. I told them they had been to the toilet and therefore didn't need to get up and go for a long time (another one of Miss5's games is getting up anywhere from 5-10 times in the first hour she's in bed to 'go to the toilet') I told her she wasn't to come out of her room.
No sooner had I sat down than she got out. I got up explained she had already been and to go to bed and she wasn't allowed out again for a long time-she had already been to the toilet.
She went back to bed and squeezed out the tiniest bit of wee onto the mat. It set off the alarm for the first time EVER!! She came out and told me she wet the bed. I told her it's her job to deal with it (that's part of the program, she needs to change the bed herself and she's not allowed to come out to me). She went back into her room to deal with it and I could hear her mumbling something to her brother. I knew she was trying to get him to do something stupid by the way she was talking.
2 minutes later Mr3 walked out. "Mummy I wet the bed too" he proudly told me.
"Deal with it" I said. I was fuming, that little cow had talked her brother into wetting the bed.
Now both of them have had to change their beds. They are both out of pajamas and blankets because there is not enough in mums house to keep us going for long. I have no idea what they have on their beds, and to be honest I don't care.
It took over 10 minutes for them to change their beds and get back into bed. They were talking and laughing and giggling about changing their beds and wearing new pajamas.
2 minutes later Miss5 walked out AGAIN to go to the toilet (I'll add that she went to the toilet while she was changing her bed) this was 3 times in less than 15 minutes. So I sent her back to bed again, as the nurse has instructed me to. I copped a mouthful of abuse from her.
By this stage I was just about ready to lose my shit. I was shaking and ready to throttle her. WHY does she have to be like this?!? WHY does everything have to be such a power struggle. WHY has she turned into the worlds biggest bitch since we have been living at my mums place. WHY has she turned from my beautiful girl into a rude, moody, lying little shit.
I KNOW that things are different here, without daddy, living with Grandma, a new baby coming and moving to Tom Price soon. But there is absolutely NO EXCUSE for the shit I've had to put up with from her lately. EVERY SINGLE TIME I pick her up from school by the time we get home she's told me she doesn't like me at least twice....usually 3-4 times. She won't take any instructions from me. She lies about almost everything. She's just turned into this horrible person, someone I don't even recognise. Someone I don't like. Someone that I don't want to spend any time with.
We have been through so much with Miss5, she's had so many issues with her anxiety and OCD. And it's been tough dealing with those issues at times. But absolutely nothing compares to the full on abuse and disrespect I have been copping lately.
Finally 40 minutes later things have only just gone quiet in the kids room.
I sat on the couch and had a good cry for about 15 of those minutes. I've stopped shaking with anger and I've stopped crying now.
Oh look as I write that sentence here she is-out of bed again. Came to tell me she needs to go to the toilet.
She has no respect for the nurse and the rules of this program-she KNOWS the rules, she chooses to ignore them. I'm also nervous that now she's set the alarm off once she will be 'used to' the noise and won't mind wetting the bed at night time....
All I want is my girl back. I want to enjoy her company again and I want her bloody bed to be dry!!!!
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