when i peeked into his bed, i was shocked to be greeted by a sleepy smile.
“are you doing okay?” i asked him gently.
“do you need mommy, or can you go back to sleep?” he was almost too sleepy to answer. i kissed him, tucked the covers more tightly around him, turned his music on per his request, and left my brave big boy to drift back off to sleep despite the rumbles going on outside. my husband and i checked on him several more times that night, but he never stirred again. now, just a few months later, he not only sleeps through storms, but can put himself to sleep 