God Said, God Said, NO

Who said God doesn't listen?  Definitely not who ever coined "Be careful for what you wish for!" Why, oh, why did I ever write the words "bring it on" and hit the "publish post" key?  This week has been a tough one. David and I are beyond exhausted. And James?  He is flying high.  Literally.  A few nights last week, James started crawling into our bed in the middle of the night and going back to sleep.
He used to do this about nine months ago.  We somehow solved it by giving him our bed and sleeping in his room.  It was a glorious.  I felt like I had a new lease on life!  But, through this newest little blip, we coped, just thankful that James was going back to sleep.

This week?  James has been getting up at 2 or 3 AM. Period.  We make him stay in bed until 6.  I am crushed to be going back to the old sleepless schedule.  How can he function?  What am I saying?  He always had amazing days on little sleep.  Take today's Occupational Therapy for instance, his session was great, while conversely, I am a mess, living on coffee.  I can't imagine how David is functioning at work.  I am in awe of my mom friend from the sensory gym.  Her daughter has been living on minimal sleep for over eight years.  She functions with two kids and cracks jokes at the same time!  She drinks espresso and, sigh, goes to the gym now.  I don't want to go to the gym but I guess I am going to have to do something.

Anyway, picked up the golden-haired, sleepless wonder from school . . . and he had a good day with less protesting than usual.  Cranky at the end but his teacher was very impressed with his endurance and functioning level!   He is now seated on the couch watching television and unconcerned that I am typing at the computer (usually a major no-no).  James is also giving me great audible words or their approximations, immediately, on demand.  It's like his sleepiness is counteracting or diluting whatever usually keeps him from responding.  This week he has been very curious, too, in unusual and different ways.  He has cleaned out his toy chest several times - he never even cared about it before and we use it for storage, not toys.  I think that has to change.  James also decided he wanted to eat in our galley kitchen.  We always use the dining room.  His neighborhood walks varied, as well.  We walked further, choosing different streets.  James is usually a creature of habit but I still ask him to make many choices - even if it is going to be the same ones.  He is shocking me left and right.  I am so tired I think I might be hallucinating!  I sure hope not.