Posted by Josie on Apr 28, 2010 in Photography | 47 comments
Kai isn’t sleeping. Again. Can you tell?
After months and months of trying, slowly, patiently, lovingly to teach Kai that sleep isn’t something to be afraid of, and seemingly cracking it for a few short weeks, it seems we’re slipping back into the routine of tears, anxiety, and a body clock that inexplicably means hours and hours of fretful wakefulness and an inability to physically fall back to sleep.
I never, ever knew it was possible to have an insomniac for a child until I gave birth to one.
Starting a day on three or four hours sleep for me is becoming routine again. That grey fog that was so much a part of my life for months on end now settling back around my shoulders.
The long hours as I sit in the dark as Kai cries and begs for a hand to hold are blurring into one long half-dream. Vague thoughts of “no, you must fall asleep on your own. I am here, I am with you, I will not leave you. But you must go to sleep without me by you.” Watching the dull light of the numbers on the clock as they roll by. One hour. Two hours. Three. Listening to him toss and turn as he tries and tries. Calling out in fear to check someone is there.
Yes my darling, I am here. Always here.
I don’t know what changed. We have done nothing differently. As has always been the case there is no logic to his sleep problems. We are doing everything right.
I know it will better. All children sleep eventually. But it’s been nearly two years.
And I am tired.
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This post was written for Week 9 of Tara’s Gallery.
The theme this week was Portraits.