Tearful mornings.

Monkey boy had another bad sleeping night.  He was awake at 12:30 and stayed that way until nearly 4.  Duhdee woke him up for school this morning and the second he turned his back Monkey came racing to our bed and crawled under the covers with me and pull the duvet up over his face.  Poor kid was in tears.  I just hate this.  It’s so hard for me to give him a pep talk on mornings like this because I want to cry too when we’re this tired. *sigh*

He had a very tearful, weepy transition…I hope he can pull out of it and have a good day at school, he often does.  Life can be so hard for him in general, I hate that he has to power through this extra misery on top of it 🙁

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