It is 2.45 a.m.

You are awake. Wide awake. 

I look at you through the dim glow of the night light and I can see that you are smiling at me. 

I do not speak to you. I just lift you out of bed and try to cuddle you back to sleep. 


Not the best idea, but the only way to get you back to sleep. 

Apart from, you do not want to go back to sleep. 

I wish you could tell me what is wrong, why you have woken up.

I get you a drink, you do not want it. 

I get you something to eat, you do not want it. 


I change your nappy, you think this is funny and a signal to start ‘chatting’ away. 

I still do not say a word. I want you to know that night time is for sleeping not playing and being silly. 

I sit in the chair and start to cuddle you again. 

I go through a list in my head as to what may be the matter.

An itch you cannot scratch? Bad dream? Uncomfortable? Sore tense muscles?


​Feeling unwell?

How I wish you could tell me. How I wish I didn’t feel so helpless. 

You eventually fall asleep.

I have no idea what time it is but I can see that it is getting light outside. 

I put you back into bed but you start to wriggle. This could go either way.


You could just be getting yourself comfortable or you could wake up. 

Either way, I make a break for it. 

I get back in bed. 

Exhausted. 

I look at the clock it is 4.40 a.m.


A few minutes later, I hear you over the baby monitor and I know you are wide awake again. 

I look at you again through the dim glow of the night light and can see you are smiling at me. 

I do not speak to you I just lift you out of bed and try to cuddle you back to sleep. 

You eventually fall asleep. 

I put you back in bed and manage to get back into mine. 


It is 5.35 a.m. 

The alarm to get up goes off at 6.00 a.m. 

I somehow manage to get up and get myself ready before I have to wake you for school. 

You are quiet this morning but not unhappy just tired. 

I take you to school. I tell your teachers about our night and how you might be grumpy later on. 

​Later, I collect you from school.

Your teachers tell me you have been brilliant all day, happy and chatting as you do. 

I put you in the car. 

You scream all the way home. 


​I cannot wait for bedtime. 

You are exhausted. 

I am exhausted. 

You eventually fall asleep but not without a fight.

I go to bed early. 


When I was younger, I used to be going out at this time not going to bed. 

How things change. 

It is 1.25 a.m.

You are awake. Wide awake........

AAARRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!

 

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