I miss my sleep.
Since my “move” back into the Master Bedroom, I’ve had to make some adjustments:
- I’ve been getting up more at night. I’m talking four or five times, just like the early days! All because I’m not co-sleeping anymore (*sniff*). Lemme tell you, I hate having to physically get up out of bed. What a waste of time and energy! I wish Monkey could just sleep in the bed with us.
- We have to sleep with the AC and fan on all night long, because my husband runs hot. The baby and I both have the sniffles from it!
- Did I mention that I’m not sleeping very well? I have to deal with a crying baby and a snoring man. At. The. Same. Time.
This new arrangement is killing me. I’m more tired now than ever, I just want to cry. But on the upside, it’s great to see my husband’s face in the mornings.
I’ve also been a little on edge about my husband possibly being frustrated with the baby crying in the middle of the night, and me getting in and out of bed to tend to him. I wanted to ask him what he thought about our new sleeping arrangements, but decided to keep quiet in case I didn’t like what I heard.
But after dinner the other night, my he said to me, “I’ve been sleeping so well the past couple of nights!” I thought he was all jokes, so I said, “It’s because we’re all sleeping together now, huh?” *snort, snort* I was surprised to hear him say ‘yes’. Puzzled, I said, “Even when the baby cries?” He looked at me confused, then said, “Cries? When? I haven’t heard him cry?” I guess this guy can sleep through anything. If only I could do the same. There goes my plot to get him to banish me to another room, to my own, sweet bed…