my entire post yesterday proved to be one big fat april fool's joke on myself! neither of my children slept last night- AT ALL. in fact, i am working off of three hours of sleep total. here's the recap:
7:30p: I put the baby to sleep.
8:30p: P puts M to sleep.
9:00p: I re-put the baby to sleep; P is still putting M to sleep.
10:00p: Everyone is asleep, so P and I watch a movie that we've had for weeks.
12:30a: Movie ends; we attempt to go to sleep.
12:35a: Simultaneous cries from either end of the hall. So simultaneous, that P and i have to listen to see who is crying and it takes us a minute to realize it's both. He goes to M, I go to B.
1:00a: B falls back to sleep; I go to M's room where she is still screaming and now writhing in stomach pain.
1:30a: M is still in pain, i want to go to the ER; P is webmed'ing symptoms (evidently, stomach pains in the night are not urgent. especially when she's had chronic pain for months/years.)
2:00a: we put M in bed with us and put on the worst show ever made (EVER) Oobi. she forgets her stomach pain for a while.
2:30a: Fight with M that she does, in fact, have to go back to sleep. She fights back, meaning her stomach feels better. We move the fight into her own room.
2:35a: M crashes in midst of fight. B wakes up screaming.
3:30a: B finally falls back to sleep.
3:35a: I get into my bed for the first time all night. I crash.
6:30a: B wakes up, for good.
i would have cried if my eyes hadn't felt like they were bleeding.
So, from this point on- no more happy news about anyone sleeping. because i cannot afford to jinx myself that badly again.
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