I wonder how many nights in a row that your child thinks 3am is just another time to play chase the water bottle that you can officially call it a sleep regression? We are going on three nights over here. 2:30am rolls around and #sirellisroy rolls over and looks at me with a big smile on his face. Of course my face can’t help but break into a grin because he is just so darn cute, but directly behind my eyes I feel major resistance and just want to lay my head back down on the pillow. I “pretend sleep” for another minute hoping that maybe he’ll realize these middle of the night shenanigans just aren’t worth it. Haha. Jokes on me.
I’ve toughened up my sleep routine. I can definitely go one or two nights with a bongo drum party inserted somewhere in the middle of my slumber, but as we creep in to three, four, five nights in a row it definitely begins to take its toll. The first sign is that I am grumpy when I wake up, which I am NEVER grumpy when I wake up. I love being a morning person. I am in so much denial that I am grumpy though. I ask Carl over and over again, “What’s wrong with you?”
“Check yourself” he told me this morning.
It’s true. It’s me. I’m tired and grumpy and that makes me feel fragile and I don’t like being tired and a grumpy grumperpants. Probably not the most ideal happy shiney post for Monday morning, but this is all I got. HAVE A GREAT DAY!!!!! #365things #keepingitreal #idratherbenapping