Just for the record if the Pants thinks that introducing his old sleep habits of staying up moaning and crying until 5.30am is going to buy him get out of jail free cards from nursery and boot camp he can think again.
Two nights on the trot he has refused to sleep. Nothing works. I don't even know what time he actually went to sleep last night (or morning) I do know the birds were singing and he was still carrying on. Needless to say he has missed one nursery and one boot camp.
Hoping he goes to sleep tonight. Either way he is going to nursery tomorrow. Sleep or no sleep.
This isn't my blog, it's Zack's. Zack arrived here seven weeks early, he had no heartbeat and wasn't breathing. He suffered catastrophic damage to his brain, he has cerebral palsy, problems with his hearing, vision and feeding. Our lives are both challenging and extraordinary. He is a gift. I hope that for whatever reason you find yourself reading this blog it can go some way to help those in the same situation and some way to remove the cloak that covers parenting a child with disabilities.
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
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