So we had a great day!! Major progress at school by asking for a "self time out". School of course didn't give him major bonus points for doing it but when he got home I sure did! My wonderful sister and nephew got him off the bus yesterday so I could actually work a full day at the office. I got to their home to pick him up and he was happy and proud of his day. We got home, I made dinner while he jumped in the shower and cleaned his room all by himself! Dinner was eaten, reward system sheet done, dinner cleaned up, all smooth and happy. Then it's bedtime, he asks to go to bed (he will not sleep in his own room or be upstairs alone) so off we trudge to my bedroom. I was smart enough to put a lounger in my room which is where he has been sleeping. I tuck him in and give him his hugs and kisses and he eventually falls asleep. I get up, take a shower, clean up around the house and then it begins,,,,,,,,,
I hear the THUMP THUMP THUMP upstairs, he starts screaming for me, nothing he is saying is making any sense at all, he can not be consoled. He demands I turn off my television and go to sleep, then he continues to scream at the top of his lungs for the next 15 minutes. I am trying to talk to him, to calm him, to figure out what is wrong. I finally give up, crawl into bed and allow him to just scream for another 15 minutes while I pretend to be sleeping. And then just like it started it stops and he is snoring away. We did this 5 times throughout the night. In the morning he says he doesn't remember any of it,,,,,,, wow I sure do!!
This will be a point of discussion with the Dr tonight at our appointment. It as if we are back to Night Terrors of the 2 year old. Great day, bad night, hey it could be worse, bad day, bad night. Count the blessings of a great day!!
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