Don’t Wake a sleeping baby???
Um yeah…those words are so important to remember!!
So last night, Mr. C decided to cram his head into his crib rails at 2:30am. When Momma tried to move him back, she scared the diaper off of him because he wasn’t truly awake…there was jumping, crying that turned into full on screaming and guess what? He woke up. A lot.
Guess who’s been up since 2:30??? DING DING DING! He never did get settled until oh…5am. We did a lot of rocking and then putting him down. He'd be good for 10 or 15 minutes…then begin the kicking of legs, rubbing of eyes, and waking of his cute little self. There also lots of smiling…like Hi Momma. I’ve had 8 hours of sleep…I’m rested. Feed me. Play with me. Let me put my slobbery-covered fingers in your 2am mess of hair and grab your lips. Are you awake? You should be! It’s fun!
He’s lucky he’s cute that one!! It was shades of Owen…and he’s lucky he's cute too.
Regardless...the saying don't wake a sleep baby? It should also translate to...Don't wake a sleeping Momma. Or...don’t mess with momma in the middle of the night. More precisely I mean don't mess with me between the hours of 12am and 3:30 or 4am. My REM Cycle doesn’t allow interruptions without stomping, groaning and flat out impatience with being awake!
That’s all for now. Thanks Coop for reminding that I can in fact operate (i.e. shower, dress myself, drive a car and work) on 4 hours of sleep. Woot!
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