Rowan's nightly walks have become an expected occurrence. Around midnight, she awakes whimpering or crying and stumbles through the house until someone takes her to the potty and tucks her back into bed. She talks gibberish all the while and doesn't remember a thing in the morning.
Week before last, her pattern changed. Early Thursday morning (just past midnight), she jumped up out of my bed and ran out my bedroom door. No crying or stumbling, she seemed to know where she was headed. I put Desmond down and followed. I found her in the kitchen holding a package of art chalk and doing the potty dance. I took her to the bathroom and tucked her back in as usual. In the morning, she enjoyed the funny story, but didn't remember any of it.
Early the next morning, I heard a rustle from her room and the sound of a door. I assumed Lydia had awoken and gone to the bathroom. The splashing noise that followed changed my mind. I jumped out of bed to investigate. I found my little night walker in the laundry room, pants down, hovering over a laundry basket! In classic Baugh style, she had found a spot to 'go' that was almost perfect, but not quite.
Since then, she hasn't walked in her sleep. What was a guaranteed part of my early morning has completely stopped. Let's hope she'll be a lucky one and it won't happen to her again.
