I don't like Mondays

This is what Rafi said last night when I told him it was Monday today. He hasn't had such a good day today ( putting it mildly) . He didn't cooperate in physio and was quite aggressive. He did enjoy eating spaghetti hoops in his speech therapy session. He did enjoy Grandma's surprise visit.
He has become increasingly agitated this evening, insisting on an early bath which we gave him. When we got him back into his bedroom he wanted another bath and wouldn't take no for answer. We took him back into the bath and waited for him to ask to be taken out. When he got back into his room he wanted to bath AGAIN, thankfully it was a fleeting thought. He's been thinking he's in a nightmare again and I can't comfort him as he doesn't see me as his Mum when he feels like this. I was hoping these feelings wouldn't return, but I suppose that was too much to ask. To see him crying for his Mum and me being right there is just awful.
Thankfully he's settled a bit now. He hasn't slept during the day for a few days, I think he's getting overtired which might not be helping.
On a positive note it was a lovely sunny day and I sat out in the garden with Grandma while Rafi was in ' school' , my blip shows the pergola with bamboo .