Well, Wade did not sleep through the night.
He woke up at 3 a.m, and decided that he was going to be wide awake until 5 a.m. He wasn’t fussing or crying. He was just wide awake. Smiling and laughing, in spite of my best efforts to ignore his cute little antics.
It would probably help if he didn’t fall asleep at 5:30 in the evening. I know part of the problem is this stupid Daylight Savings Time.
On behalf of mothers everywhere, please repeal DST and stop screwing up our children’s bedtimes!
That is all.
Ditching DST would be so much more popular that this health care reform they’re working on.
The cronies on Capital Hill could really use the brownie points right about now anyway. They think these Town Hall Meetings about the Public Option get heated? They ought to throw themselves into the ring with a bunch of sleep deprived mothers, and discuss Falling Back and Springing Forward.
They would be crying all the way back to D.C.
Anyway, I digress.
I have no problem getting Wade to go to sleep at the beginning of the night. I can lay him down awake, and he’s out in a few minutes. But for some reason at 3 or 4 a.m. he just will not go back to bed even with rocking, singing and promises of cash money.
It’s making me crazy!
Wade’s done this pretty much all along. I figured he had his days and nights mixed up a little. And I was sure he would out grow it by now.
Wade didn’t get sleepy until after 7 o’ clock tonight, and I stuffed him full of rice cereal and formula. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that he’ll make it to at least 6 a.m.
I can do six.
I can’t do three or four.
Five is pushing it.
I’m just so tired.
And tired of getting up in the middle of the night. And tired of going through the day tired. I feel like I’ve been tired forever. Last year at this time I miserable and tired with morning sickness.
I’m tired of complaining about being tired.
I just want to feel good again.
That’s how I feel right now.
Everything isn’t all bad.
David is thriving in spite of his cranky, bleary-eyed mother.
David woke up seven mornings in a row with a dry pull-up. Tonight he’s sleeping in his underwear for the first time. I think his night-wetting issues may be behind him. If he makes it through tonight, he gets to go to Chuck E. Cheese’s.
I hate Chuck E. Cheese’s.
I truly believe Chuck E. Cheese’s is the fifth circle of hell.
But David loves it, and if Chuck saves me from spending $30 a month on pull-ups, then it’s worth it.
Oh my word. Wouldn’t tonight be the best night ever if Wade sleeps until six and David wakes up dry?
If that happens I might even crack a smile before I have my coffee in the morning.