I woke up, rolled over in bed and checked the bedside clock to see what dreadful hour it was. I read 6:04 and at first this time did not register. I was terribly confused, where was I? What day was it? Could it really be 6:04 AM? The last time I had looked at the clock it read 10:44pm, did I really sleep for 7 hours straight????
I DID and it felt great. Most nights I am woken up at least 2 times, usually 3-5 times. Between my husband crawling into bed, my own full bladder, Z waking up to tell me he is wet or the 2-3 wake ups per night from Lil'C. I am in a season of my life where there is NO SLEEP....I have tried everything but nothing seems to matter. We have humidifiers in every room, cut off liquid at 6pm, have sound machines going, have played with Lil' Cs naps and have let her cry bloody murder for over an hour (many times) where she has then woken Z up and we all suffer.
On the rare moments where nobody wakes up, I usually wake up in anticipation. This night of seven hours straight was a rarity and it felt so good. It is amazing how well your body can "adjust" to no sleep but I do need it. I am hoping to make this my goal for February...go to bed earlier so that I can get in as much sleep as I can.
Welcome to Raising Z and Lil' C, a little blog all about raising my 6 year old son and my three year old baby girl. I am a former teacher and now a SAHM. I love to write about our journey towards a more simple life, our daily struggles, share cute stories and love to share good ideas when I find them. I hope you will join me on the ups and downs of this journey called motherhood.