3:00am - Screams of 'Help me, Help me.' come from Micah's bedroom. Apparently there was a stick bug in his bed. Mark, the good husband, spent the next hour or so trying to convince him that there was no bug and that Micah should stop screaming and go back to sleep. Around 4:30 I finally wondered downstairs to see what Mark was doing. I guess he had decided that since he was up anyways he would just work on the PowerPoint for Sunday morning. As I was heading upstairs I heard Micah humming in his bedroom. The bug was still there. 'Look Mommy, it's right there.' And he would slap at a random point on his bed. After another half hour we finally got him calmed down again and he fell asleep.
I guess we should have known Micah would have a bad night. Yesterday afternoon he had one of the biggest meltdowns ever. We both spent some time crying in our bedrooms. Micah because he was mad at me, me because I was so frustrated with him and had no idea what to do.
Our big meltdown was followed by a very yummy supper and then Micah was running in the back alley and wiped out pretty bad, skinning up his knee.
So we hope today goes better.
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Yes, these are hard times. Hoping it's going better too.....
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