A few days ago, when Jackson was waking up at 6am it wasn't so bad well, because Addison was actually going to bed at a decent hour and sleeping through the night.
Seriously who am I kidding? It was still sort of sucky, particularly because I was still going to bed at midnight. It's hard to enjoy the fact that they slept from 8pm through until 6am when it's still dark out and you're oddly more exhausted then you were when you were waking up to feed them every three hours.
However, the past week, Addison has been fighting us to the point of exhaustion, She refuses to go to bed. How does a three year old refuse to go to sleep? Well, since you asked…
It begins with a normal bedtime routine. Dinner. Bath. Teeth. Movie. Bed. Yes, I said movie. Clearly I am in need of much deserved peace. Terrible parenting? Maybe. Do I care? NO!
Most nights they are sleeping long before the movie is over. 8pm.
This past week she has come running out of her room with a slue of demands. Another movie. I have to pee. I have to poop. I need a kiss. I want a hug. I need a blanket. Ice water. I hungry. I need socks. My eye hurts. My knee hurts. My butt hurts.
Yes, her butt hurts…
Which all translates to I want to sleep in Mommy’s bed.
As you can imagine, by 12am
She does not immediately fall to sleep; instead she begins rolling around hitting, kicking & head butting me, tapping on the headboard, tossing pillows about…
After I have finally worn out the “Addison go to sleep” it is 1am; she is finally sleeping.
6am. Jackson is up and ready to eat. I need my fucking coffee.
But what they don't realize is that I need my Goddamn beauty sleep.