It was last night at 11:15 PM.
I had just fallen asleep...that point where you've just finally entered peaceful slumber...when I was startled awake!
It was Faith standing next to my side of the bed.
"Mom...I can't sleep. I'm hot."
I immediately touched her cheek. Nice and cool. No fever...thank goodness!
"Okay...let's go get you into cooler jammies."
We went back to her room, changed her into shorts and a tank top and snuggled her back into bed. I kissed her goodnight, told her I loved her and went back to bed.
This time I was just drifting back to sleep when I heard her next to the bed again.
"Mom...I still can't sleep."
I went with her back to her room and asked her if something was troubling her.
She said she was stuffy so we put a Breathe Right strip on her little nose. She wanted me to stay with her in her bed. So we moved all of her stuffed animal sleeping buddies out of the way and snuggled into her twin-sized bed together. "Scratch my back, please," she said sweetly as she nuzzled in next to me.
So I gently scratched her back. I kissed her forehead. I prayed and asked God to take away whatever it was that was causing her to have a hard time sleeping.
Just when I thought she had finally fallen asleep, she popped up and said, "I need a tissue," and grabbed one from the shelf on her headboard and blew her nose loudly. I hoped no one else in the house would wake up!
Benedryl. Let's try Benedryl, I thought.
After swallowing one little capsule and requesting I stay with her again, we made another attempt at sleep. Soon the breathing became heavier and I thought she had finally drifted off. Then her little head popped up again and she said, "Mom...you can go back to bed."
Okay. I kissed her again. Told her I loved her again and went back to bed.
I don't even know what time it was when I heard her next to the bed again. At this point I told her to grab her pillow and climb in with me and daddy. She was happy to join us.
As she went back to her room to get her pillow, I scooted to the middle of the bed, threw the covers back for her. She climbed in to make herself comfortable...and IMMEDIATELY fell asleep. I don't even think her head hit the pillow yet and she was out.like.a.light!
Eventually I drifted off to sleep, as well.
Until 5:30 AM. There I was...sandwiched between my snoring husband and my snoring daughter. When one breathed in...the other breathed out. Not only that, but I had a ten pound puppy curled up in a little ball sleeping on my chest.
I had to go to the bathroom. How in the world was I going to get out from under the covers without waking anyone?
I wiggled my way out as slowing and gently as I could hoping I wouldn't disturb anyone.
On my way back from our bathroom, I thought, "There's an empty bed in Faith's room!"
I grabbed the puppy (because I actually like sleeping with the puppy) and my phone (which is also my alarm clock) and made my way down the hall to Faith's room, crawled into her bed and counted the minutes I had left to sleep.
Fifty-two. Fifty-two minutes left until my day would begin.
Darn it all if I wasn't going to make the best of those fifty-two minutes!
I was asleep in seconds...and in what seemed like only a few seconds more...the alarm went off!
I got Parker up and off to early morning jazz band and decided to let Faith sleep in a little. Daddy was still home so I wasn't worried.
When I got home from dropping Parker off, there was Miss Faith...wide awake and eating breakfast. Daddy was making her lunch. She was ready for the day!
While we were on our way to school I asked her again, "Sweetie...was there something troubling you last night? Something bothering you? You know you can talk to mommy about anything!"
To which she responded, "No, mom! There's nothing bothering me at all. I think I was just excited about getting back to school today and seeing all my friends!"
...All that because she's was excited to get back to school?
I guess when she puts it THAT way...I certainly can't complain now, can I?
Wishing you a peaceFULLYsimple...and wide-awake day!