The screaming still gets me. Habits are hard to break, his, mine, ours. How do I convince my mind, body, and soul not to show any emotions about screaming or any other behavior at three o’clock in the morning? I ask this question all the time. All I want to do is beg him to stop screaming and go back to bed. One scream or ten screams all feel the same when sleep never seems to exist anymore.
I kept hoping he would sleep past three but he couldn’t seem to get there. His bedtime is something that I have tried to adjust for a while but it never seems to stick. Every once in a while he stays up late but most of the time it is right about the same time each night.
Just one day at a time is what I’m trying to do. He was calm after the first three hours we were up so I was going with that.
He asked when he was going swimming. I told him very soon. We have had lots of appointments between the two of us so it’s been hard to get to the pool. He told me “Pack my summer backpack so I can go to the pool.” I love that he is excited about his summer backpack. He also told me to get him some “summer sandals” as he calls them.
As the day wore on we started celebrating Christmas for some reason. He loves telling me in December we will celebrate Grandma and Santa. I am very thankful he likes the holidays more and connecting with them. He told me he wants to see fireworks this year. We will see how that goes
I’m always trying new foods with Owen and today he ate chicken Alfredo pasta. He loved the pasta and the grilled chicken. He will tell me doesn’t want to try something and I tell him that he has to try at least one bite of it. The older he gets he tries more and more foods.
Bedtime was not an easy time. He once again came and sat with me in the “white bed.” When it was finally time for him to go to bed we went through the whole process and then said our prayers. I went to my room and he was supposed to go to his. Instead, he followed me back to my room and kept telling me that I needed to take him to church. I told him I agreed. He started screaming louder for me to take him to church. The more I agreed the more he screamed. I told him that I was agreeing with him and all he needed to do was go to bed. Twenty minutes later he was finally in bed.
I pray he sleeps tonight and I pray I find sleep. I have so much on my mind I hope I can sleep. We laughed a lot and he was very talkative. I’m thankful that he had a good day besides waking up early and screaming at me. I hope we can go to church tomorrow and have a great start to our week ahead. Let the laughter fill your heart with beautiful memories that carry you through all your days. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I kept hoping he would sleep past three but he couldn’t seem to get there. His bedtime is something that I have tried to adjust for a while but it never seems to stick. Every once in a while he stays up late but most of the time it is right about the same time each night.
Just one day at a time is what I’m trying to do. He was calm after the first three hours we were up so I was going with that.
He asked when he was going swimming. I told him very soon. We have had lots of appointments between the two of us so it’s been hard to get to the pool. He told me “Pack my summer backpack so I can go to the pool.” I love that he is excited about his summer backpack. He also told me to get him some “summer sandals” as he calls them.
As the day wore on we started celebrating Christmas for some reason. He loves telling me in December we will celebrate Grandma and Santa. I am very thankful he likes the holidays more and connecting with them. He told me he wants to see fireworks this year. We will see how that goes
I’m always trying new foods with Owen and today he ate chicken Alfredo pasta. He loved the pasta and the grilled chicken. He will tell me doesn’t want to try something and I tell him that he has to try at least one bite of it. The older he gets he tries more and more foods.
Bedtime was not an easy time. He once again came and sat with me in the “white bed.” When it was finally time for him to go to bed we went through the whole process and then said our prayers. I went to my room and he was supposed to go to his. Instead, he followed me back to my room and kept telling me that I needed to take him to church. I told him I agreed. He started screaming louder for me to take him to church. The more I agreed the more he screamed. I told him that I was agreeing with him and all he needed to do was go to bed. Twenty minutes later he was finally in bed.
I pray he sleeps tonight and I pray I find sleep. I have so much on my mind I hope I can sleep. We laughed a lot and he was very talkative. I’m thankful that he had a good day besides waking up early and screaming at me. I hope we can go to church tomorrow and have a great start to our week ahead. Let the laughter fill your heart with beautiful memories that carry you through all your days. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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