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Unsleeping Beauty

For the past several weeks my oldest daughter, Courtney, has had a lot of trouble falling to sleep. It doesn't matter how tired she is or what I try, she cannot and will not fall asleep until after I go to bed. Sometimes even later than that. We have tried cherries, Benadryl, Melatonin, early mornings, music, night lights, stories... the list goes on. Nothing works. She comes out with bloodshot eyes crying that she can't sleep. I've tried being sympathetic, mean, loving, harsh. Still nothing works. She is going on little sleep which means she is cranky 90% of the time. This, plus homeschooling, has really been trying my patience.

My thoughts on where this all started goes back to about a month ago. The weather at night was cooling down, so I opened the windows. For some reason, Courtney ended up in my bed in the middle of the night. Around 3am a semi came through. Now, we live right on a St Rt in town. We get lots of semis coming through in the middle of the night. But on this night, well, the driver decided to use his jake brake RIGHT in front of my house. My bedroom is on the front side of the house. Windows open. We both bolted upright in bed, hearts racing, to the sound of the jake brake. I wanted to track him down and punch him in the face. It took us both a while to get back to sleep after that. Needless to say, Courtney has not slept right since, and I have no idea what to do.

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