Potty in bed

I have a very particular boy. Mike teases that he has OCD but I believe he is just like his dad and therefore, very particular. A few good examples: his zipper on his coat must be zipped up before we go out the door; he doesn't like any sand, dirt or grass on his feet; he doesn't like his hands to be sticky and he can't stand a runny nose. Routines are also very important to him. Anyway, with that said, I will tell you a little story that happened today and as you listen, remember how particular Will is and then imagine how he must have felt. It's actually pretty funny.

So Will used to despise naptime and bedtime. He would cry for hours if I let him and truthfully, while some mothers will think I am a rotten mother for this, I have let him cry in bed for hours. As time has gone on, he has gotten to the point where he likes naptime and bedtime and will basically jump out of our arms to get to bed. It has been a very nice change from his previous hatred of his bed (now I hope that Isaac could only take some naptime lessons from his big brother). Well, today I put him to bed and he played in bed for awhile and then after an hour he was still awake and had started to cry. I thought, "I'll let him cry for a little while and he will go to sleep." Well, he continued to cry so I went in to check on him and noticed he was pointing at something on the ground. I went to lay him down and noticed that his little bottom was naked! He was pointing at his diaper laying on the ground next to his pants. I turned on the light and then noticed that his pillow had been peed on along with his favorite blanket. Oh my, quite the issue for our little boy. I sent him to the potty and then changed his pillow for a different, clean one, put a new diaper on him along with his pants and put him back in his bed. This experience has shaken him up however and there is now a very distraught baby on our hands in his bed.

Oh the issues.