ace’s blog

I slept on the floor in Aaron’s room last night. Something was wrong with him. He didn’t feel good or had gas or something, basically he didn’t go to sleep. He went to bed at his normal time (7:40) and slept until approximately 10:30; that’s when the fun started for ol daddy here! Now keep in mind that Aaron has been awesome about sleeping through the night and only doing the infamous daddy checks when we have someone else (babysitter usually causes a daddy check, Meri sometimes, not the last time she put him to bed) put him to bed. Anyway, Aaron woke up around 10:30 and I was already “asleep” so it took me a few minutes to figure out what the hell was going on. I got up, went to be with him, soothed him and put him back; that is normally what it takes and he’s done with his daddy check. Well, this was a special night. Aaron woke up approximately every 20 minutes after that. Foolish me would go back to the other side of the house to my bedroom and start to go back to sleep, confused as to what to do if he woke up again. First time was fine, second time was alright, third and fourth time, I lost my cool and was angry that I wasn’t allowed to sleep. That’s just me still being selfish and not totally being into the ‘what’s best for your son’ kinda thing. I got over that quickly after I told myself that he was just as confused as me, probably more. As an “adult”, I have a much better idea of what is going on whereas Aaron just knows he can’t sleep. OK, fifth time, I started to really feel bad for him. I went to his room, picked up him, his blanket and the pillow Meri made for him and we made our way to the living room couch. I was thinking that maybe he wanted to sleep with us but I didn’t want him to keep Meri up since she has school today. Well we get to the couch and then I really start to realize that he has no clue what he wants. He keeps grabbing at his pillow and blanket and once he had them, I assumed he would lay his head down on my chest and toss and turn and eventually fall asleep. Nope. He sat there, sitting up, clutching his blanket and pillow and kept looking around with a bewildered look on his face. I tried giving him more room, thinking that sleeping on my chest probably wasn’t the most comfortable way to sleep or even lay for a few minutes. Extra room did nothing, seemed even to make him feel like I was trying to distance myself. So then we head back to his bedroom, my intentions being to put him back in his crib and lay on his floor until he was passed out. That kinda worked. He laid there, looked over at me on the floor beside him a couple of times and finally went to sleep! I waited and waited and finally went back to my bed to catch some z’s and no sooner did I lay my ass on the bed and cover up and get warm did Aaron let out this horrible, “where’s my daddy! he was just here” scream. I go running, literally, back to his room with my pillows and a blanket in tow. I get to his room, toss my stuff on his floor and pick him up and comfort him. He relaxed and laid his head down on me. I put him in his crib and slept on the floor for about an hour until he started waking up again. He probably woke up 3 more times after that. Next thing I knew was that it was 4:30, Aaron hadn’t woken up in around 3 hours at that point and I had to get back to my bedroom before the alarm went off at 4:45. I turned off the alarm, only to wake up at 5:40 and start getting ready for work. As of 7:20 this morning, Aaron was still asleep! I hope he sleeps until at least 8:30 or so. What a night!

Sleeping on his floor wasn’t as uncomfortable as I thought it would be. It was made a lot worse because of the fact that I started working out again this week and my biceps are sore as hell! But anyway, a few cups of coffee and adult interaction will wake me up for the day.