I feel like I should put one of those Gone Fishing signs out. Exhaustion does not even begin to cover it. I technically think I’ve lost the concept of time this week and especially in the last twenty-four hours, maybe it’s forty-eight or somewhere in between. It seems as soon as I was finally ready for bed is when Owen woke up for the day so I’ve been up since about five in the morning yesterday. I tried numerous times to get him back to sleep so maybe I slept an hour or so here and there when I tried to convince him to go back to sleep but to say I’m tired is an understatement. He woke up because he told me his tooth was angry and it needed to be twisted. His dentist explained that she felt he was probably more sensitive to all the movements so the new tooth was causing him so much distress. Once he was awake explaining it I tried to convince him to go back to sleep or stay in his bed or my bed but nothing sounded good to him. He did however scream a lot and I had to figure out what was happening with his mouth. Thankfully his mouth was fine and the tooth he was concerned about it growing back in. I do believe he wanted a lollipop as well. The day is all blending together. I know there was a lot of eating, no sleeping, a lot of screaming, and requests to go to grandma’s. I really hope he can go soon. I said, “I love you” and he said, “I love you too.” I was quite pleased with that. The rollercoaster sleep keeps going. Out with the lights on. It was after six. He has been playing a lot in his room so I’ve been trying to give him the independence to play alone. He went into his room and then I waited a few minutes before I walked in there. He was out. He woke up when I stood next to his bed and he said, “mommy go to the bathroom.” I said, no you need to go to the bathroom. He said, “no lights on” and he was out again. It didn’t last for long but he was asleep. Progress happened. He woke up and wanted all the lights out. I told him not in my bedroom because I was using them as he was turning them off, screaming at me. I said ok we can have all the lights out but you have to turn your bedroom light off too. I walked him to his room and told him that it was the same thing. I wanted my bedroom light on and he wanted his on. Before I could explain any more he said, “sorry mommy light on” and I think he’s got it. The night is young. I pray he sleeps all night. His eyes were very heavy but he kept fighting it. I think he woke because I went to the bathroom, did a few things in the kitchen, and then he got up to go to the bathroom which was a good thing. I pray we sleep tonight. I pray he stays asleep. I’m thankful for his progress today. Cherish the gifts that you are giving and believe in the miracle of tomorrow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.