That's Okay, I'm Done Sleeping Anyways

It doesn't take long to realize that when you have kid(s), your blissful days of sleeping are over. Of course as Mason got older, we all fell back into a blissful sleeping pattern of (for Mason) 9pm-8:30a and (for us) 11pm-8:30a.

Until recently.

Mason started preschool and we started getting up at 7:30a. Not too bad. It's not just that we are getting that full 11p-7:30a rest though. Well, especially not me.

This is what a typical night looks like for me right now:

11p-12a: Fall asleep somewhere in here once I am comfortable
2a: Wake up to pee.
[Paul is snoring}
3:30a: Mason comes in our room in a sleepwalking stupor.
4a: Binx the Cat decides to clean his butthole for a good 15-20mins then procedes to puke somewhere in the room.
[Paul snores somewhere in here]
5a: Our neighbors let their 7 obnoxious dogs outside and leave them there to bark until they drag their lazy asses back outside to let them back in. This goes on for at least 30 minutes.
[Paul is still snoring]
6a: Get up to pee again.
7a: Mason comes in the room and makes noises, bugs us to watch a cartoons, wants breakfast, whines, etc. Binx jumps on the bed at the same time and stares at me and purrs until I pet him.
7:30a: We give up and get out of bed.

Wow. After actually writing all that down, it's no wonder I am always tired. I thought the second trimester was one of puppy dogs and rainbows and endless energy! Weeee. Not for me! At least I'll be fully prepared to bring another non-sleeping human into this house. And maybe I'll get a puppy while I'm at it!

I am now 18w5d or something. I think!

Just a little sleepy.

There isn't too much going on over here. We are dealing with allergies now, because the other sickness has moved on, so you know, there has to be something new. We can't ever just be healthy. Not until at least May...Anyways, here is kind of what has been going on:
Just your typical Luc narcolepsy.


Hope everyone else is doing better than the bubble family!

Written With Earplugs In

Why oh why won't you nap? Why for you scream in your crib like someone is murdering you? Is this payback? I am told at least once a month about how I NEVER napped and OMG. Halp. If you see the Sandman, Sandwoman, Tranquilizer Dart-seller Man. Send them my way.

**edited for answer to the questions I so desperately needed answered**

EFFING MOLARS, that's why. I was really brave and stuck my fingers in his mouth and there they were. Culprits one, two, THREE?! FOUR?!?! No wonder you can't sleep.