Hangover

Like the past few days, I have woken up with a hangover..... a baby hangover. Our little one usually sleeps a solid 12 hours a night but this week he just does not want to sleep. I think it is a combination of getting 2 new teeth, not being able to eat because of the pain and he really misses his daddy. At 3:20 this morning I heard "dada, dada, dada." I gave him a while to calm down and put himself back to sleep. It was pitch black in his room, surely he knew it was not time to wake up. But he was WIDE awake. So I went in around 3:45 and got him, tried to rock him in the rocking chair, tried walking around his room - nothing worked. What to do? What to do? Since I was a zombie, I brought him into our bed. He thought that meant play time. He was pulling my hair, grabbing my nose, smacking my face, kicking me, laughing, squealing, rolling over and over. It was around 4:30 at this point, so I gave in. There was no sign of him going back to sleep, this child was ready to have a party. So while most of you were all nestled snug in your beds, this picture is what we were doing. Finally around 5:30 we fell back asleep- in my bed of course (any reason to snuggle with him) only to have daddy call at 7. Thank goodness my single parenthood ends today. Hudson, Bailey and I are so ready to have Jonathan come home.