so what happened last night after he fell asleep…
He woke up around 3.30am, came over to our room, climbed onto the bed, hoping that we would let him sleep with us. I dragged myself off the bed despite being so tired to bring him over to his room. At the back of my mind I was thinking, I should do this so that all the tears and effort for the past 2 weeks will not be wasted. Obviously it wasn’t easy as he was crying and resisting. Finally after a lot of persuasions, distractions, hugs and kisses, he finally settled down in his own bed. We left to let him fall asleep on his own. It was almost 4 plus in the morning by then.
At around 6.30am, I was woke up again as he crept into our room again. I woke up in a daze, looked at him and asked, ‘Ain’t you suppose to be in your own bed?’ He quickly added ‘I want to hug and kiss you’ and he leaned forward to give me a hug and kiss before heading back to his own room. It melted my heart and I felt really bad that he had to go through this. Are we too harsh on him? I wonder how long can I bear with this.
He finally woke me up at 8.30am to ask for his breakfast.
