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All alone in the world of awake
Apr. 12th, 2008 06:41 amIt's 6:41am and the other members of my household (save the cats) are asleep. And yet, here I am. I could be in the glorious world of sleep, but I got tired of trying so hard to fall asleep and decided to just give in to the awake. I don't even know what to do with myself. Punk is asleep in her crib and Jen is sawing logs loudly beside me. It's a rainy, cloudy morning, so I can't even blame the sun for my lack of sleeping-ness.
Punk spent all night in her crib. I can't even believe it. She woke up at some point after I went to bed and Jen took care of it, but it was brief, and then she slept until 5:30am when I told Jen to give her a bottle. I listened for a minute but all was quiet, so I dozed off again until she was gristling loudly around 6. After listening for a few minutes to see if she would work it out, I got up and tried to get her to go back to sleep in the crib, but she wasn't having it. She was wired. So I took her to the rocking chair and rocked her back to sleep, then plopped her back in the crib, leaving the room by 6:20. And tried to go back to sleep.
I think my body is totally confused because I slept for about 7 glorious hours (10:30-5:30) in the big people bed with only a brief wake-up. My head is fuzzy and tired and wants to sleep more, and my body says that I've already slept far too much.
I hope this crib thing isn't a one-day thing, but I'm not holding my breath. Teeth #4 and #5 broke skin in the last two days (they are but brief nubs poking through), and well, I know my kid. She doesn't do any one thing for any amount of time. :)
Man, I wish I were sleeping. She'll probably wake up around 7:20 or so. I could be getting another half hour of sleep. The ironic thing is that if I were in her room laying on the futon with her right now, I would be sleeping - between the blacked-out windows, the sound machine, and the lack of Jen's snoring, I would be good to go. Aaah, irony. Turn on the coffee pot, would ya?
Punk spent all night in her crib. I can't even believe it. She woke up at some point after I went to bed and Jen took care of it, but it was brief, and then she slept until 5:30am when I told Jen to give her a bottle. I listened for a minute but all was quiet, so I dozed off again until she was gristling loudly around 6. After listening for a few minutes to see if she would work it out, I got up and tried to get her to go back to sleep in the crib, but she wasn't having it. She was wired. So I took her to the rocking chair and rocked her back to sleep, then plopped her back in the crib, leaving the room by 6:20. And tried to go back to sleep.
I think my body is totally confused because I slept for about 7 glorious hours (10:30-5:30) in the big people bed with only a brief wake-up. My head is fuzzy and tired and wants to sleep more, and my body says that I've already slept far too much.
I hope this crib thing isn't a one-day thing, but I'm not holding my breath. Teeth #4 and #5 broke skin in the last two days (they are but brief nubs poking through), and well, I know my kid. She doesn't do any one thing for any amount of time. :)
Man, I wish I were sleeping. She'll probably wake up around 7:20 or so. I could be getting another half hour of sleep. The ironic thing is that if I were in her room laying on the futon with her right now, I would be sleeping - between the blacked-out windows, the sound machine, and the lack of Jen's snoring, I would be good to go. Aaah, irony. Turn on the coffee pot, would ya?
