Sleep Deprivation

Show of hands, who needed an XL with a double shot of espresso to make it through their Monday this week?

The funny thing about being a mom is that we know that we aren’t going to be getting much sleep for a while. It took almost two years for my oldest to start sleeping the night through and now that he’s three, he wakes up from nightmares. Three nights in a row I trotted up and down the stairs. One night I gave in and crammed myself into his race car bed with him. Another night I gave in and let him sleep in our bed. On the third night, desperate for shut eye, I put him to bed and turned down the request for cuddles. I spent that night paying multiple visits to his room to tuck in toy giraffes, take him pee and turn nightlights back on.

On the fourth night? There was sleep. All it took was buying a new night light, completely rearranging his entire bedroom, reading five bedtime stories, giving him a flashlight, making his bed with an over-sized comforter and allowing him to take a toy boat and four action figures to bed. Easy as pie…

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