I have 16 minutes to write this. Well, probably about 14 since i walked downstairs, opened a browser, went to my blog, and hit New Post.
Bad dreams, boogeymen, being scared… I keep trying new things for my child to feel safe and sleep in their bed. The newest thing is letting him set my alarm so that I would come back and check in. The first checkin was 11 minutes, the second one is 16. I’m hoping there won’t be a third, but that’s probably wishful thinking.
My sweetie has been depending on their sibling to keep them company through the night. That’s not really fair to the sibling, is it? But we depended on them to do it but finally, I think a foot was put down. It’s a big burden to bear. On the other hand their relationship is just pure wonder and friends. They are going to be such good friends as time goes on. They are 9 and 7 right now and while they argue they are both so good natured, they get along so well. I can just imagine them having dinner together and going out to bars when they are older, haha.
It’s nice to have siblings who get along. I’m sure it won’t be perfect but they can depend on each other if something ever happens to us. It’s a nice feeling. We are so lucky to have so many family members around to help support them too.
All that and I have 11 minutes left. Imagine that. I always work best on deadlines. A full page written in less than five minutes. Why can’t I do that with my work-in-progress book that I’ve been thinking about for two years?
Success: Passed out when I checked!
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