Baby Simulator

This little fluff is the devil at night.  Coon came to us as a five week old kitten.  I though for sure he would have grown up by now.  I am wrong, everyday he continues to show me is not a cat but a baby simulator.

As a kitten he used to howl at night.  He would cry and make noises that could wake the dead.  We started making him sleep with the fan on to help block the noise.  That was futile.

Next we tried to use Ace as a baby sitter.  We shoved poor Ace and Coon into the "crate".  That worked for about two nights.  Ace did not have patience for his brother either.

Finally we found a solution that worked.  I turned the laundry room into Coon's room.  He has a basket with an egyptian cotton pillow and shag throw.  He has toys to keep him occupied and I started feeding him at night.  For six months there were  no problems.  No night wakings, no night screaming just happy cat happy mom.

Our peace went out the window when I found out that I was pregnant.  B and I decided that it was time for Coon to grow up.  There was no reason why he couldn't sleep at the foot of the bed, under the bed or where ever he choose.  The first night he lasted a few hours until he was shunned to the laundry room.  We have been trying to work with him over the last few months and instead of his time getting longer its getting shorter.  We are lucky to keep him out for 30 minutes before he gets "locked up".

At night coon turns into a mad man.  He bangs on the blinds, wood blinds at that.  He claws at the sunshade over our patio door.  Nothing like a good crinkle sound over and over.  He takes turns pouncing on us, biting us or knocking things off the nightstand.  Around 5:30 am he starts up the routine again because he is hungry.  He gets increasingly feisty if I don't jump up and feed him.

A couple weeks ago he was locked in his room when he decided to bust out.  He learned he could open the door by jumping on the handle.  His first attempt took awhile but now he can bust out on the first jump.  Leading to unable to contain the monster at night.  Any room he is put into he can get out.  He is immune to scolding and the word no.  Last night he reared his evil head from 3 am to 7am.  B and I did not sleep the entire night.

Coon was the biggest baby.  Nothing I did would console him.  Food, toys cuddling would not calm him down.  He was on a mission to pull down every curtain and blinds we have.  He managed to knock over everything on both night stands and open all the closet doors.  Both B and I were up and down every few minutes, making for a long night.  Because he can't be locked away anymore we just had to deal, something that we will have to cope with once the real baby is here.

As much as I thought B was going to be my biggest rock when it comes to being sleep deprived.  Last night showed me the only time B looses his cool is at night.  Sleep deprived B is the only time I have seen him raise his voice, curse and get slightly angry.  Part of me thinks its funny the other part is scared shitless.  Good thing Coon gets to wear us down before hand.  Happy monday everyone, its nap time.