Thursday, August 11, 2011

Every Week is Different

And this is one of the weeks that I'm praying that will be true for next week.  (Can you tell by my posts this week that motherhood has been slightly discouraging?)

Bryton ended up in our bed last night, for the first time ever, I must add.  It was so weird.  At 10 til 3 I wake up to a little body crawling over mine.  He didn't say anything, whimper, nothing, just crawled over me, laid down between the hubs and I, and passed back out like he'd done the very same thing 1000 times before.  Hubs and I have different perceptions on what 'caused' the event.  Granted, Bryton ate an entire green pepper (seeded, of course) from my parent's garden just a half hour before going to bed.  That is hubs' theory.  My theory?  Sleep walking.  I guess we'll see what happens tonight.  (After I let him stay last night, mostly due to the fact that I was exhausted from not sleeping the previous two nights with Ansley talking.)

Fast forward through the night a whole 25 minutes (as I'm still laying there awake trying to figure out how B got into our bed), and Ansley starts her nighttime talking again.  Ugh.  I'm not sure when this phase started, but being that she's in our room, it sure is annoying.  She's got in the habit of talking, and it's totally not in her sleep.  She's not hungry, she doesn't need anything.  She's just awake... for about an hour, or longer... chatting away.  And she's not quiet either.  Did I mention that she's still in our room?  Have I also mentioned that we need a house with three bedrooms? 

So in fighting kicking Bryton, talking Ansley, and snoring hubs... I ended up on the couch, again, for the second night in a row... and slept a whopping 40 minutes after 2:50 a.m.

Are you seeing a little bit why I'm hoping next week is better than this week? 

I'm chalking hers all up to teething (drooling and chewing like mad) or a growth spurt (she's been crying after her bottles are finished and it would half way explain the waking in the middle of the night.)

But, if this continues, I'm getting a hotel room... or maybe I'll sleep in the car, it's been cooler here.  Ok, I'm just kidding, but really, it's not such a bad idea.  This momma would be a little less lion like and a little more sheep like if I could catch a couple of Zzzz's.  And by a couple I mean more than 4 or 5 hours worth. 

I actually do have exciting, not draining stuff, to blog about this week, but you'll just have to wait for it ;)
Until then - go sleep for me... please.


1 comment:

  1. You poor thing!!! It is SO hard to sleep with a baby in the room, I know. Sprig stayed in ours until she was 6 or 7 months old, it was tough! Hang in there, and hopefully you get some sleep tonight!