You’ve already learned of the birthday party Josiah attended recently.  I had only shared half of the story. There is more. After spending over an hour just sitting in the large bouncy house, Josiah was happy to be ushered out. It was time for pizza, cake and presents. Parents helped their little ones put on shoes and everyone made their way into the big party room.

By the time Josiah was ready to enter, all the children were seated at a long rectangular table. The only seat left was at the far end of the room, up against the wall, past many, many children. Josiah peeked in the room and decided he wasn’t interested. If he could talk, I clearly envision Josiah looking up at me, saying, “No thank you” and politely walking away.

Instead, he spun around and started to bolt out of the room.

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Josiah was home sick from school yesterday. He has been getting sick quite a bit lately. I can only guess this means it’s time to move. Here’s the logic behind that statement. When Josiah was born, we lived in Ohio. Every winter our poor boy had serious respiratory problems. It started when Josiah was just a couple of weeks old. He became ill and then dehydrated.

While in the hospital to get hydrated, he contracted RSV, Respiratory Syncytial Virus, a highly contagious infection in the lungs and breathing passages. He stayed in the hospital for 3 weeks. Chandler ended up joining him there. And thus began our frequent visits to the hospital.

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This marks the 100th blog post I’ve written thus far, about life with Josiah. I can’t imagine I’ve ever had so much to say about all of this, but quite obviously, I did. I can’t imagine my life without any of my children. Each one brings inexplicable joy and abundant blessings.

Years ago, if you would have asked me if I was up to the task of raising a child with challenges, I would have shouted NO as loudly as I could have from the roof tops. I’m glad I didn’t get to make that decision. I can’t imagine my life without Josiah.

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For some unknown reason Josiah has decided he no longer needs sleep. For some unknown reason, my body has not been in total agreement with Josiah’s recent decision. The first sentence on my last blog post said, Josiah slept GREAT last night. I think that was the last night he has slept well. Since then Josiah has been up til almost 2 am every night. Which means of course, either Rick or I are up til 2 am every night.

Last night I was determined to be in bed, sound asleep, by 9:30. I planned on making up for a few nights of sleep deprivation. Never happened. Josiah had such an exuberance of energy, much more energy than we have seen from him in a long time. He was bouncy and vocal and wild.

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Josiah slept GREAT last night. It was the first night in a week he slept the entire night and STAYED in his own room. He actually went to sleep at a decent hour, which I consider a double bonus. Prior to last night, Josiah had been staying up til 2:30 every morning.

A couple of nights ago, Josiah climbed in our bed after Rick and I were sound asleep. He started bouncing. He made lots of loud noises. I got up, took my pillow and a blanket to sleep on the couch. Rick woke up a few minutes later, and took Josiah to his room. He helped him climb up into his tent bed, then left the room. Rick walked past me laying on the couch and announced, “I put Josiah to bed”.

I smiled, thinking to myself, I don’t think it will be that easy. I’m sure he’s going to be bouncing out of there in a few minutes.

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