Year 5, Day 68

Today was...rough. For a number of reasons, both personal and professional, I returned home after another long Wednesday feeling completely battered. As I pulled into the driveway and pushed the button to open the garage, I craned my neck, as I always do, to look up to Miles's bedroom window and see if he's asleep … Continue reading Year 5, Day 68 →

Year 5, Day 51

With Easter morning very nearly upon us, I knew that Miles would have a thousand thoughts barreling through his head last night. In an effort to run interference between Miles and Audrey (and, frankly, the rest of the house), I slept next to him on an air mattress in Audrey's room. Sure enough, he woke … Continue reading Year 5, Day 51 →

Year 5, Day 20

I was forced to leave bed in the middle of the night after hearing Miles wailing and banging on his door for several minutes, and when I entered his room he started giving me all sorts of typical excuses for his behavior. Some of The ClassicsTM I was treated to included: "I'm scared of the … Continue reading Year 5, Day 20 →

Year 4, Day 334

Miles is still regularly waking up in the middle of the night and almost always resorting to screaming and banging on his door to get our attention. Usually, once we come to his room, he tries to excuse this behavior by saying, "I missed you," or concocting some other endearing explanation. Last night, when Jaclyn … Continue reading Year 4, Day 334 →

Year 4, Day 300

Well, Miles is still waking up in the night, but at least 1) he doesn't lead off with the banging and screaming, opting instead to attempt to get our attention in a more controlled voice and 2) "the middle of the night" is now more like "really early in the morning." Four consecutive hours of … Continue reading Year 4, Day 300 →

Year 4, Day 206

With Jaclyn and I out of town for the wedding, Miles was left with his Aunt Andrea and Uncle Scott last night. Given his...nightly tendencies of late, not to mention his general noncompliance, I was prepared to hear that the evening had been taxing and that sleep had not come easily. Perhaps it helped that … Continue reading Year 4, Day 206 →

Year 4, Day 204

While Miles mercifully waited until around 5:00 this morning to start screaming for us and banging on his door, I once again found myself imploring him to stop doing that every night and just let his mother and I get one damned night of peaceful sleep. "I wasn't screaming," Miles corrected. "I was calling for … Continue reading Year 4, Day 204 →

Year 4, Day 200

We're never certain of the cause when Miles is jostled from his slumber at night. I've speculated that it might be a loud car on the road nearby. Sometimes it's my own opening of the garage door that does the trick. And it's reasonable to think that sometimes it's just a bad dream and an … Continue reading Year 4, Day 200 →

Year 4, Day 181

I've written previously about Miles's recent nighttime challenges, which find him screaming like a damned soul on the racks of Hell as he pounds on his door (and find his mother and me unable to get a single peaceful night's rest). What I haven't talked about is how I've found him the last couple nights … Continue reading Year 4, Day 181 →

Year 4, Day 167

Another night, another screaming episode. In what is becoming a regular occurrence, we were again jostled from unconsciousness around 4:30 in the morning, as Miles began screaming and banging on his door. "Daddy!!" he cried out. And so it fell to me to go see what was upsetting him. As I headed down the hallway, … Continue reading Year 4, Day 167 →