When I help Abby get ready for bed, I try to remind her that she's smart, beautiful, and a princess. It's important to me that she knows a man (Me) loves her always, hopefully keeping her from looking for another man's love until she's 35.
Last night, while helping her to bed, I told her that she's my princess. She then shook her head at me, and told me that she's not a princess anymore, she's a 'rock star'. I tried to tell her that she could be both a princess and a rock star, but she wouldn't have anything to do with it. She insisted I call her a rock star from now on. I consented by calling her "my favorite, beautiful princess rock star".
Showing posts with label Sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sleep. Show all posts
Friday, January 23, 2009
Saturday, October 4, 2008
For the Love of Sleep
I've worked the night shift for almost 8 years now. I understand the need for sleep, though I do think sleep is a little over-rated. I can function fine on less shut-eye than most, but I do need some.
This week has been a test of my theory that only a little sleep is needed. Caleb has been acting very weird at night, only sleeping 1-2 hours and then not being able to get back to sleep. It's been one of the hardest weeks of my adult life. Nothing seems to make sense. He broke his arm 2 weeks ago and had a couple hard nights, that made sense though. But now he's not having any pain, he can turn himself in bed fine, but the boy just won't sleep.
This is what she's suppose to look like
I've tried everything from threatening him, yelling at him, sleeping with him, and comforting him, but nothing can keep him asleep for more than 2 hours at a time. Of course all the commotion at night wakes up Abby too, which causes a surreal moment of the entire family wondering around the house at 2 AM. My last idea was to tell him that if he couldn't sleep, he could close his door and play quietly in his room. So at 3 AM, Caleb would wake up, turn on his light and starting playing with his Lego's. I even checked on him a couple times while he was playing and he just smiled and asked if I wanted to play with him. The kicker to all this is that he hasn't been tired during the day either. Monica and I have been walking around like zombies and Caleb hasn't even taken a nap to recoup from his sleepless night.
A moment of Peace as Caleb sleeps
I'm fairly sure this is a phase, I hope this is phase....please, for the love of all that is good on earth, let this be a phase...
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