If you’re the parent of a kid like mine, the topic of sleep is often on your mind. Not my sleep, but his.
Since the beginning, My TBP has not required the expected sleep. He gave up that beloved second nap time way too early for my liking and was done with all naps by two years.
The terrier and I missed those quiet nap times. We would just sit down for our own rest and without fail, that’s when my son would call for me.
I’d look at the dog and she’d sigh as if to say, “Here we go again.”
I was sure that the disappearance of the naps would bring on an earlier bedtime.
No such luck.
Mine has always struggled to go to sleep. It seems that his mind and thoughts just open wide in the darkness. That’s when the questions and fears arrive or when a retell of the day’s activities must be shared.
Although we crave the quiet, we remind ourselves that these night conversations won’t last long. There will be a time when we aren’t welcomed in his room.
Not being a morning person, it took me some time to get used to his wide-eyed quick awakenings.
As a preschooler, he would wake shortly after 5:00. He sprang up for play and talk and exploring. A 6:00 morning felt like a luxury and for years it seemed that by ten o’clock we should have lunch.
Gradually, 6:00 became 6:15 and that became 6:30. The morning we woke up at 7:00 without his words, I worried. I went straight to his room to check on him. There he was sleeping peacefully.
Now that My TBP is ten (how can that be possible?!), we don’t get those 6 AM wake up calls. Mostly because it’s hard to shut off his mind at night.
He uses the word “insomnia” and shares our frustration when ten turns to eleven and soon twelve will come.
Sleep is always a topic for My TBP and our family, but I imagine that we aren’t the only family with our lights on too late or too early.
How about you?