2nd dry night for ds 7.4. Is this it?!

[Whereisegg]

Ds has had very few dry nights in his life, and even fewer of these have been in a row.

At 5 he had his HUGE (surgeon said biggest he'd seen) tonsils and adenoids removed due to sleep apnea.
Dr had mentioned that his brain was so concerned about keeping him breathing, it didn't care if he wee'd but that this would likely resolve itself after surgery.
It did, for 3 nights.

Fast forward a couple of years solid of brick-heavy pants every morning (and occasional wet beds too despite pants), we are on our second morning in a row of bone dry pants.

I don't want to be too outwardly excited at home in front of ds as he can't control it, so I want to be excited here please!

Could this be it, or just a lucky streak?

That's a lot of dry hours!

It was, wasn't it - only he had forced himself to stay awake, poor boy.

Maybe I'm just being too pessimistic here: only the coming days will tell whether it was a false dawn, or the real McCoy. DS and I were out-grumping each other this evening, with poor DD trying steer the middle course.

He's had long stories, and went for a wee before and after a Harry Potter chapter. We both agreed that he needed to sleep and to see what happens. Hopefully he will; he does tend to brood. No idea where he gets that...

Oh of course it's not something to be encouraged, but looking at it from the outside, not only was it a lot of dry hours, they were hours when he was exhausted.

Still thinking of you

3 weeks dry today, ds doesn't seem too bothered tbh.

Dry last night. :)

HE WAS DRY!!! And HE WENT FOR A WEE IN THE NIGHT!!!

And I slept through the whole lot, awaking with a start when realised that I hadn't heard any alarm. DH did hear him, though - which is just as well, as DS never had any recollection of anything.

So perhaps it was the real McCoy...

Such a happy boy this morning! He slept well, and relaxed a bit.

Happy Tuesday

That deserves a fanfare. . And a whole heap of mwah, mwah-ing.

Even more superb is the fact that he will have been extra tired from the night before so to have woken up is brilliant.

Ooh, it is indeed a happy Tuesday! And the very first thing I did this morning was to climb into bed with him for a quick snuggle, as it's something that you don't feel mahoosively inclined to do when it's knee-deep in widdle

Air kisses and virtual champagne all round: we're back in the saddle. Fingers crossed that it lasts.

I love how we will continue to celebrate and count, long after our DSs have stopped doing so.

Yes, ds really doesn't seem to care, me on the other hand, I'll take that champagne

Alarm at 11. Didn't wake him up - even when we both charged in like the A Team, shaking him to wake him. Wet bed.

Sad DS.

Oh lemon

Wet last night. He's in a remarkably good mood though so I will take that. It's so much easier at this time of year so I'm going to think happy thoughts about that.

Oh no

Meh. You are my beacon of hope Whereisegg

Egg: carrying the banner of empty washing lines!

Trying to be positive today: one brilliant and one good-ish night out of three.

Can't I carry gin instead?

Yuck! Only if you promise not to share it with me.

And, ten minutes later, an alarm screams. DH sprinted upstairs, shook him, and there was still some wee left to pee out when a very surprised DS found himself hussled to the loo.

Sheet change #1. This was early, so I suspect we'll be up again. Night, all.

Night Lemon, good luck!

Going to be a coffee-fuelled day.

Second alarm at stupid o'clock. Second sheet change, this time right down to the mattress protector.

I really don't like this.

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