To many, this picture isn’t a big deal.
It’s just a picture of Bennett sleeping, after all. Except, for me, it’s so much more than that.
This is Bennett sleeping IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY. He took a nap, people.
Yes, he’s 6 11/12 years old. So no, I don’t have a need for napping to be a regular occurrence.
The thing is, though, that Bennett is the kid who gave up napping at 2 1/2, the week Jack Henry came home from the hospital. He spent the next 18 months, no lie, sleep deprived. It’s well-documented here, in family lore, and in home videos that those 18 months were, shall I say, rough.
And even now, though well past napping age, he’s the one of all our boys that is most in need of a regular, solid night of sleep. Which in our house is usually about 8pm (asleep by then) until 6:30am, give or take. Based on history, if he’s up late two nights in a row or more, which obviously happens sometimes, his behavior gets really interesting.
Spring break started last Thursday night, coinciding with the beginning of March Madness. 4 nights in a row of being allowed to stay up late (9:30/10 bedtimes) culminated in Monday being one of those days with Bennett that kinda made me want to pull my hair out.
That afternoon, I had him read me a book, and then laid down next to him for a few minutes…and he actually fell asleep. I couldn’t believe it. He slept for more than 2.5 hours!
Bedtime last night was pushed back just a bit to around 8:15, and Bennett didn’t fall asleep right away, of course, but he laid in bed quietly, so I didn’t really care.
I didn’t even think about it until now, but he’s been SO pleasant today! Getting along with his brothers, not instigating things…it’s glorious.
Sleep is such a beautiful thing.