The kids are busy playing in their room and I've gotten through the bulk of my "to do" list for the day. (yesterday's was pretty huge, so today isn't too bad) Naptime will be soon, and I get to read and rest. YAY! Resting is a particularly nice treat, right now ... Ever since we put my son into a big boy bed, I haven't been sleeping as well. I wake up to find he's sleeping next to me; I wake up to a body part smashing my face in as he climbs over me; I wake up because he's in his doorway or the hallway crying; I wake up to turn off the movie I fell asleep watching, only to hear a voice next to me say "I watnda! Hey! I watda! Mama ... tb ... I watsdat" (translate: I'm watching that! Hey! I'm watching that! Mam! TV ... I watch that) If I'm lucky, I only have to take him back to his bed, once ... last night it was twice, and the second time, I had to sit in the middle of his room, on the floor, until I was sure he was asleep (or I knew we'd have a third time). Argh! I'm so tired; If it weren't for the fact that I can drink LOTS of coffee, it would be like the fog I walk around in when I'm breastfeeding during the night. (To answer your question, I stopped a year ago.) My daughter has a nightly sojourn to our bedroom, too. Fortunately, she no longer wakes us up; she simply crawls into her sleeping bag, on the floor next to me, and goes back to sleep. We have a small two bedroom condo, and we're always talking about how nice it would be if the kids could have their own rooms ... but, right now I'm wondering why bother!? All we really need is a toy room and one bedroom. It seems that we all end up sleeping in the same room, anway! Somebody, please! Tell me this is a phase, and it will pass!!!
On another note -- I'm pretty amused that my brother's blog is about Dora Candyland, today. Aside from the clear entertaining value of his writing, I think he's gotten "it" right, again!
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