Really, sometimes I wonder when things will begin to go a bit more smoothly around here.
Yesterday I received a note from Will's teacher letting me know that he was unwilling to engage in any organized activity in his preschool classroom and that he'd rather throw things all day. When asked to pick up the things he's thrown, he starts flailing and pinching and kicking. *long whistle* She wants to meet with me.
We've been giving him something to help him sleep. It is helping - some - but he is still tired. I have to wake him at 6:30 to get on the bus and he still doesn't go to sleep early enough. I can't give him melatonin with the meds.
So this morning I had to take him to a doctor for follow up, and I got to see why he's not functioning in his classroom. He's exhausted. We've adjusted meds, so hopefully that will help, but otherwise, he really needs to sleep to allow his schedule to start adjusting and to let his body rest. He's also not eating when he's exhausted, which means he's losing weight. (It takes a lot of energy for him to chew and swallow.)
I'm contemplating taking him out of this preschool for the time being. What good does it do if I have to wake him at the crack of dawn and then he does nothing all morning in preschool? He is literally walking around exhausted, but then can't sleep when I need him to at night. We're in a vicious cycle and it seems never ending.
These are the days when I just want to crawl back in bed. I'm so overwhelmed I don't know where to begin.