clearly the worst/best form of torture is being sleep deprived. oh and it could be listening to really bad music as well. or the nightmare where you think you've shown up somewhere naked and you really have and you can't leave you're stuck there with everyone you've admired, crushed on, been friends or enemies with and you don't have any clothes on.
in our house when it comes to teething babies and sleep it's like going to a greyhound race. there you are running along and that bunny is dangling right in front of your face pretty much making you crazy. so far we haven't been the chosen ones where teething is "no big deal" for our kids or all of a sudden surprise there's a tooth. nope not us. so this is how bed time goes....i'm running along chasing that bunny. i almost catch it AKA fall asleep and it's pulled away. so really the crying begins. or the rabbit is in my mouth. i get the slightest taste of the sweet sweet sleep. you know that just settling in falling asleep thing. yup and then ripped away from me. W wasn't a great sleeper till just before he was 1. basically when he was running around everywhere all day long...then he would crash. it's seems as though his little sister is following in the same footsteps. don't get me wrong they do have their better days. ANYWAYS. thanks to top tooth #2 it's been too many nights in a row of that sweet sleep being ripped away from me. I cannot survive day after day of 2-3hrs of sleep a night. the basics are breaking down. you know. the talking, walking & making sense etc.
on the same note right now they are being amazing. they both ate all their breakfast in record times, they're playing together, watching the backyardigans and no one is crying or screaming.
so off quickly i will go to make a cup of coffee and enjoy this moment before anything changes.
xoxo KK
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