Okay, folks and friends, in lieu of an actual blog post, let me tell you how last night went.
Addi decided she wasn’t into the steak or baked potato I made for dinner, but she devoured the broccoli. After dinner, we watched some Bluey and a bit of hockey (Go Wild!). Then it was bedtime.
She took a while to fall asleep, and even after she did, we kept hearing these little sad baby sounds. She wasn’t awake but was clearly having bad dreams. Eventually, after I went to bed and Kurt came to bed, I had enough of it. I went and got her, thinking that bringing her to our bed would make her feel safe and help her sleep.
Wrong.
Instead, she snuggled as close to me as humanly possible and decided it was storytelling time. Every time I started to doze off, she would yell, “Mom!” and grab my face. This went on until nearly 2 a.m., when I finally gave up, put her back in her crib, tucked her in with her Bluey and Muffin stuffies, and trudged back to my own bed. She was out like a light the second her head hit the pillow.
I, however, took much longer to fall asleep.
This morning, we slept in a little, but when I went to get her out of her crib, I discovered she had peed through her diaper. I should have checked that before putting her back in.
I am tired.
She got a morning nap, changed into soft pajamas, her hair braided, and about a billion kisses.
Kurt isn't going to be home until super late, we are doing chicken noodle soup for dinner, and I'm cleaning the kitchen while small stuff naps.
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