I take it all back. I really do. All of the times I laughed at the moms who told stories about their children not sleeping through the night? I was seriously kidding.
After months of bragging on my precious baby girl who was sleeping like a champ, she's decided to make a liar out of me. Caroline is not only not sleeping through the night anymore, she doesn’t sleep more than three hours at a time. Ever. {OK, that’s not completely true, she did have one four hour stretch one night when I kept her up until 10:00 but then she was up on the hour, every hour, until I cried Uncle and got up for good at 5:00.}
I'm truly at a loss as to what to do about it. I let her cry it out, I comfort her, I give her the paci, I give her a bottle. Nothing is doing the trick. And Henry? Lately, he's been in on the action too.
They never wake up at the same time. No, it's more like a baton relay, where they take turns keeping me up, and then they hand off to the other with precise timing . Last night I think I got a combined total of two hours of sleep if you count the time I slept holding Henry on the couch. But who's counting?
Just when I thought I was finding my comfort zone as a mother of 3, you have humbled me. I am sufficiently sleep deprived and bitchy. {There is no other way to put it nicely and I'm too tired to try.} So Karma, you win. I will never laugh at another sleep deprived mother again so long as I live. Now please, I'm begging you, let my children sleep tonight so that they may live to see another day.
