Tuesday, November 12, 2013
When Superman Sleeps...
I wanted so badly to just say to him, "Fine, when you do get tired, sleep on a bare bed with no pillows. Or crawl back under your bed and sleep there on the floor with your pillow, sheets, and dust bunnies to keep you company!"
But I don't.
I fix the bed, make sure he's clean and dry, and see how close to falling asleep I can once again get, before I have to get up and do it all again.
In how maddening it all is, how could I possibly be mad at this innocent child who is probably as frustrated at it all as I am.
That's the thing that is so hard. What is his Kryptonite that keeps him awake? That hurts him? That frustrates him?
You just can't imagine what it's like to live that way for so long. New parents expect that. To not get more than a few hours sleep. But for me, my son is nineteen. I've been doing the work of three shifts of employees in a nursing home type facility. It's mind-boggling how parents must do that. And I am fortunate that for me, these all-nighter's come in cycles. I do get reprieve now and then when he does sleep through the night. Well that, or those are the times I just too exhausted and don't hear him.
And then there's the times like these when whatever that Kryptonite is, he has defeated for the moment and sleep takes over.
No matter where he may be at that time.
Sleep my Superman...