Meltdown Musings...
It was almost eleven o'clock and typically our children are all tucked in bed for a least an hour by now but this night was later due to some activities. I had worked so hard to plan and be prepared and follow my schedule as best I could. It was time to tuck Ava in bed for the night so I sent my hubby upstairs to do just that. A few minutes later I could hear Ava having what I describe as a meltdown and I began to pray. Liam was fast asleep in his bedroom but his room isn't that far from Ava's bedroom and I worried about her waking him up. Next I heard repeated pounding on the floor sounding like a herd of elephants running from danger. My oldest came downstairs from his third floor bedroom wondering why on earth his room was shaking and what was that sound. I prayed out loud some more, begging God not to let this wake up Liam. If it woke Liam up, I feared that I would mentally and emotionally snap. I sent my oldest back to bed assuring him we would take care of things and ...