8:15 pm. Both boys are asleep. It's a Christmas miracle.
8:59 pm. Truman is awake, shouting and disoriented. Lie down next to him for a few minutes until he's calmed down.
10:00 pm. Pat yourself on the back for getting to bed at a decent hour.
10:17 pm. Truman is awake again, whimpering and calling for Mommy. Lie down next to him for a few minutes.
10:20 pm. Return to bed.
12:45 am. Baby is awake. Feed him and put him back to bed. Emerge from the nursery to find Truman coming out of his room, having peed out the side of his diaper (they're a little too big, but the size smaller is too small!). Change Truman's diaper and pants, lay a towel in his bed. Lie down next to him for a few minutes.
1:09 am. Return to bed.
1:22 am. Truman is opening and closing his door over and over again. Lie down with him for one minute, give a big hug and tell him to go back to sleep.
1:25 am. Return to bed.
1:30 am. Truman climbs into bed with you, a fact of which you are only vaguely aware and too tired to refuse.
2:45 am. Baby is awake and may think he's hungry; try to feed him and receive angry wails of protest along with little bursts of him passing gas, which seems to help ease the wailing. Coax him back to sleep.
3:01 am. Return to bed, sliding Truman a little to one side and Matt to the other so you can sleep in the middle, right where they want you.
3:56 am. Baby is awake again, not hungry, just angry. He doesn't need changing. More gas passed. More soothing.
4:10 am. Return to bed and find that Truman and Matt have effectively taken up all the room on the bed, even with your shoving them around. Carefully remove Truman back to his own bed.
4:11 am. Return to bed.
4:12 am. Husband is snoring lightly.
4:13 am. Gently wake husband and tell him to roll over.
4:22 am. Still can't get back to sleep. Start dozing and commence dreams about 1) being naked in front of masses of people gathered in your parents' basement, and 2) being forced to enter an amusement park where you have to purchase a cow or face death AND watch an interactive movie about people who are severely disfigured, complete with movie-goers throwing cooked spaghetti.
5 am. Husband's alarm goes off for what feels like a long time. Husband must turn it off and get out of bed at some point, but you are too tired to notice when.
5:30 am. Husband turns on shower.
5:39 am. Baby awake again and actually hungry this time. Feed him. Emerge from nursery to find Truman peeking out the crack in his door. He won't let you in his room. Shrug and make your way to the lighted kitchen to give husband a kiss goodbye and complain bitterly about your night before trying Truman's door again. This time he lets you in. "Want to come sleep in mommy's bed?" "Um...yeah!"
5:53 am. Return to bed. Pray Truman goes back to sleep. Let him rip your hair from your scalp as he winds it around his hands trying to get back to sleep. Commence dreams about your children being kidnapped from the BYU library and being thrown off of high places. Awake in a panic. Doze until the blessed hour of 7:22 am, and awake amazed that Truman has done the same. Decide it wasn't such a bad night after all.
14 comments:
I wonder how Matt's night was...
Fun times. Can't wait for our turn with two!
it's amazing what 2 hours of uninterrupted sleep does to make you feel more refreshed eh? I don't think I ever appreciated the power of the 2 hour deep sleep until now. :) wait until I have 2 as well.
Holy buckets! The only thing that could've made this post more frightening would've been one of those creepy video cameras that records people in their sleep. Do you happen to have one of those? :)
Glad you survived the longest night ever.
P.s. Miss you. Like, tons.
Wow! What a night! I hope your day goes a little better. :)
I need to go take a nap now after reading that post. Ah, the joys of motherhood. Just remember your previous post. :-)
That sounds exhausting. And it sounds like a lot of my nights used to be! But I bet it will get better. Eventually. It can't get much worse, right?!
I am amazed that you had a chance to remember what you dreamed about! Good luck. I hope not every night is that bad.
10:00 Get to bed and slip immediately into deep, undisturbed sleep
4:14 awake to Brittany telling you that you are snoring. Roll over and go directly back into slumber.
5:00 wake up to alarm, wondering how Brittany got so lucky to sleep in, not having early morning seminary to teach
You are absolutely brilliant. I can feel every wake up, and it's painful. A night in the life of a mother.
wow. i hope that's not a typical night for you!
You should keep a dream journal. I was laughing histerically...(but crying on the inside, of course)
i want to kill myself when i read that because i have had that night about 1000 times!
my word verification is towel...as in throw it in!
You are not making it easy for me to want kids. I like being able to go to bed when I want and get up when I want. And only having to get in the night when I have to pee. I don't envy you.
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