One lavender infused mattress bed topper later and I think I’ve solved the sleepless nights' problem. Okay, so let me hold my horses, but a night’s sleep is a night’s sleep and I’m shouting it from the rooftops. The mattress topper isn’t even on the bed yet and I think it’s working. It’s one of those magic expanding foam toppers, that they ship in a surprisingly small box. You open the plastic and stand back because before your very eyes this thing will expand taking over the room. Before putting it on the bed it needs to expand to its full size so I left it in Owen’s room. You can certainly smell the lavender and I’m really hoping that it will help with his sleep in the nights to come. Any which way I’ll take the fact that he slept all night in his bed. He wanted to “watch the movie” last night once again as he fell asleep. He loves the calming sounds the drums make in the video and it lulls him to sleep. I keep thinking maybe our sleepy ducks are finally getting back in a row. Add in the supplements that stopped working might be working again, plus the right strobing lights on the ceiling, the lavender Epsom salt bath, the correct order of bedtime videos, songs and books, and we might actually have this thing called sleep moving back into the right direction. And I will not burst my own bubble until tomorrow if there’s no sleep to be had again. Owen’s full of energy today and I might be a little sassy myself. He’s been asking to go to church since he woke, the second time. Once that full night of sleep happened in his bed he came to my bed and slept another hour. It always takes me a while to get used to him sleeping through the night. The cycle is never-ending. He will go months of sleeping pretty regularly and then the months of no sleep seem to wash away the memories of good sleep. I woke multiple times, reaching over to see if I missed him getting into bed with me. I have to squash the need to go check on him. The wood floors make too much noise to walk all the way into his room. I did take a chance and finally go to the bathroom, but it was after four and I walked at a snail’s pace hoping I was quiet enough. However we got the sleep, whatever put the right things in order for that one glorious night, I’m beyond thankful for. My sweet baby O is happy, I’m happy, and the rest will follow, or so I hope. Through dreams come inspiration. Never stop dreaming and let the possibilities grow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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