So Lillian, that dear and oh-so-cute baby of mine, woke up last night just before I was going to bed. Then, once I brought her up to bed she had a dirty diaper. After I changed her and finally got her to sleep it was about 12:30.
At 2:30, Nicholas appeared in our bed because he was scared of the ghosts in his room. Somehow my half-asleep brain thought that it would be a good idea for him to stay with us. Half an hour and fifteen elbow jabs later, I brought him back to his bed.
At 5:30, Lillian woke up again to eat and had yet another dirty diaper. Downstairs I went again.
I need some sleep. Not just one night of good sleep either, but actual good sleep on a consistent basis. I think my brain is starting to cave in.
Coffee time for me.
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1 year ago
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Oh, how I feel your pain! I remember well the days - and nights most especially - that our middle child went with no sleep whatsoever. I thought I was going to pull all the hair out of my head. I will pray for you!
I miss sleeping. I never thought it was that important. I guess it's different from when you don't have to, to when you can't.
What is this "sleep" of which you speak?
I think it's one of those things grown ups do.
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