Saturday, September 26, 2009

I'm Having Nightmares




Well, not me. DS Jr. is. FOr him they're called "night terrors".

Did you know we start having dreams in the womb? But one never understands the dream until one understands pain or fear, usually around the second birthday.

So what do you know, DS Jr. is 29 months, and this is his first night terror in a while. When his mother moved back in, he had them every night for about 2 weeks. We mixed it up with laying him back down and patting his back, or letting him lay in our bed. I always considered the latter very lazy because she and I wouldn't get up to tend to the actual problem.

The last few times, I took a different approach. I'd lay in his bed with him or on his floor next to his bed. But last night, I tried something new along those lines that I'd like to share.

Now Jr. has recently grown accustomed to sleeping with 1 or 2 teddy bears. Sometimes 3. Blame his mother for that. So I used those on the fly. While standing in the middle of his room, here's the scenario:

Me: *concerned voice* Son, what's the matter?

JR: *sniffling* I had a deem(sic)!

Me: Get back to bed, Junior.

JR: I don't wanna go night-night.

(He gives me a blank stare because he knows better not to talk back to me.)

Now at about this point my girlfriend is in the next room over yelling down the hall to us, "Darius, just bring him in here." Now, I know she never gets up in the middle of the night, but just lets him hop in our bed. But I feel he's got to learn independence and courage. So not a good idea.

I close Jr.'s door, and lay him back in his bed, and he starts to cry. I put my index finger to my lips, signaling him to stop crying, and I ask him, "Did you have a bad dream?"

"Yes."

"What happened in you in your dream?"

He mumbled something about his knee, and "I scared."

"Well, don't be scared." I grabbed teddy bear #1. "See son, Mr. Bear, he's here to protect you."

"Protect me?"

"Yes. Now you squeeze him really tight." Jr. squeezes the bear, and I grab his other two bears. "And these two bears, see, they protect you. They keep look out and keep monsters away."

Jr. nodded his head, and squeezes his bear. I kiss his forehead, and leave the room.

And that's it...

He slept through the rest of the night and morning perfectly.

Now what did I learn from this? You have to give the child a sense of security and assurance. He knows where my room is, but he'll have to rely on his surrounds and know nothing is going to hurt him. The bears help that. That imagery of protection. This will build up his independence.

*Note: Another thing I must add is that Jr. went to sleep at about 11 pm, which is way late than usual for him (Normally 8:30-9 pm). Plus, he was eating snacks before bed. Studies show, that food intake before bedtime cause dreams, and fuel night terrors. Generally because food creates carbohydrates, which fuel the brain causing more activity in there while you sleep, thus leading to dreams and nightmares/night terrors... Just a little nerd-ism.
Reference: http://www.drgreene.com/21_1148.html

DS™

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Little Kid Parallel Parking

DS Jr can do this. $10

Saturday, July 18, 2009

"Knock You Down"

Friday, June 26, 2009

Michael Jackson "Man in the Mirror"

R.I.P. to the king.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Today



Today has started very strange. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or bad thing. It could perhaps be the cold and wet weather, uncommon for mid-June in Omaha. A sign of the end days? Or just God giving this dry Midwest it's moisture a little late. I recently saw the Law & Order episode where a company was preparing people to alert their loved ones that they have been "left behind", but they can still be saved. Hmmm.

It could perhaps be that the Orlando Magic failed to defeat the L.A. Lakers, even though L.A. gave them several chances. Sandra Rose (aka Cruella Deville) blames Rihanna for Howard's poor free throw performance. Using her "voodoo" powers, if you will. Riiiight.

It could perhaps be the dream I had early this morning: it involved me and Lindsey Lohan in a basement. Not sure about that one. All I know is that we were both still in our teens, half dressed and she had no freckles (yeah right). Oddly enough, I don't like Lindsey, at least sexually. She's an okay actress, and a below average singer. So I don't dig her talents... Ok, I DID kind of like the Marilyn Monroe pics she did. Art? OK, those were nice.

It could perhaps be the fact that I've been unemployed for the last 30+ days, but I'm only getting credited for the last 5, and then I still might not get a check until sometime in July from those Unemployment Check People. Due to my unemployment, my car might get repossessed ("That's not gone happen." (c) Halle Berry in Losing Isaiah.) among other things.

But even though all these strange things haunt, bother, or tease my mind, I know, I just know everything will be okay. My son's hugs and laughter, and semi-goofiness brighten up my day. Of course, I'll be employed in a few days, as my first day is Monday (yahh me). I just turned duce four (24), and nothing special has happened. She Hate Me said that's when I can get into the exclusive clubs... We'll see.

Oh well.

I'm off to DJ tonight. Follow me in Twitterville (look on the right) and see what happens.

Sincerely,

Darius Sinclair™

Friday, May 8, 2009

Take A Bow


Kind of sad these ladies are begging for this attension. I just hope it doesn't get outta hand.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

I Hate My Job




That's right. I hate my damn job. Only 1 week left as this tired ass company. Lol. And it's sad too, because they were ranked #2 in the state as the best place to work. Meh. Maybe if you work in another department. The pay was correct, and so were the hours. Then things started to change.

First, they changed the way our calls are "monitored", then changed out location (basically my drive when from 15 minutes to 35 minutes, which is a lot in my city), then our bonuses changed, my hours were switched, etc. So, yeah, not gonna miss this job too much.


I'm gonna update my resume tomorrow. Got some connections with a few folks so time to start making them calls and sending emails. Hopefully Mrs. Sinclair will wanna "make me feel better." Haha.

Cam's video speaks to me though. A lot of folks dissed it, basically because there are no "gangster-isms". I liked it for its honesty. Real song right here, though. I don't have any felonies, so I can't really relate to the male perspective, but real talk anyways. Glad Cam is back on a good track.