Today’s Photo Challenge is Bedtime and since it is also Throwback Thursday, I thought I’d share a photo of my son when he was a little guy. He is already asleep and looks so peaceful. He either sleeps all stretched out like in this picture with his hands above his head, or he is scrunched up. To this day, he still does that. Funny how some things don’t change.
When he was little, I used to love to watch him sleep. He was always so peaceful. Now I like to watch him and enjoy the quiet. He always is so active and has so much to say throughout the day.
Our routine for bedtime is potty time, brushing teeth, changing into pjs, then getting milk, climbing into his bed and getting under the covers, choosing a stuffed friend to have in the bed, choosing and reading a book, saying a pray and talking about the day, and then lights out. We sometimes add in a bath before that but try to do those earlier in the evening. I will sometimes stay for a few minutes but not always. Then he is sleeping.
Ian often likes to tell me stories or details about his day right at bedtime. Not sure if that’s when he finally has time to rest and is ready to share or that he just wants to delay what he knows is coming. Sometimes both. Depending how tired I am, I sometimes fall asleep in his room, and later wake up and head downstairs.
After he goes to bed, Kirk and I have some evening left. I must admit that is often my favorite time of day — just the grownups. We can talk without interruption, or read something, or watch a favorite show. Don’t get me wrong, I love Ian and the time we have with him, but we need our time too. You know what I mean?
Now that I have written about bedtime, I am ready for it! However, I have a lot to do between now and then. Funny that I cherish it now as an adult. The time to wind down at the end of the day is wonderful. Getting in my pjs, taking contacts out, glasses on, taking my nighttime medicine and vitamins, brushing my teeth, washing my face, reading my Bible or another book, setting the alarm clock, and finally sliding under the covers with my head on the pillow.
Ah, bliss. Off to dreamland.