Helping Ethan fall asleep meant I needed to stay in his bedroom for a little while.
Every night, after giving him his melatonin, I would read to him with his nightlight on until he finally drifted off to sleep.
Ethan had struggled with insomnia for years.
No matter how many different routines I tried…
No matter how many alternatives I looked into…
Nothing had truly worked to help him sleep without medications.
His pediatrician hadn’t been very sympathetic about the situation, and that made me feel incredibly overwhelmed and uncomfortable.
I hated relying on medication just so my little boy could sleep.
Eventually, I confided in my mom when I couldn’t take it on my own anymore after every time she asked how he was doing in his sleep.
She was the only person who truly understood why
