It is 3.29am. Sam has been wide awake since 2.21am. Sydney has been in our bed since before I got to bed at 00.40.
I can’t sleep when Syd is in our bed. She wakes up if you touch her or cuddle her. She starfishes in the middle of the bed. I need to lie on my back to sleep, and there just isn’t room.
I am guessing I won’t get any sleep again tonight. Like I didn’t last night. I should probably just get up. But I can’t bring myself to. I don’t even know why I am writing this blog post. It’s serving as a distraction though.
Sam is playing in his cot. Syd is asleep (for now). Hubby is grinding his teeth. Me? I’m in awe that he manages to sleep through it all.
They were both wide awake and screaming the house down 20 minutes ago. I had to put Syd back in her cot so I could go and change the batteries in Sam’s Ewan the dream sheep. She started crying the second I put her in there. Hubby stirred, rolled over and continued grinding his teeth.
I put her back in our bed as soon as I was back in the bedroom myself, and she went right off to sleep. So now I am lay here. Listening to Sam play. Listening to Syd sleep. Listening to hubby grind his teeth. I wish I could just ignore Sam and go to sleep, but I can’t.
There must be a reason for his waking up? He seems happy enough though, so it can’t be hunger/ thirst/ poorliness. It is so frustrating not being able to communicate with him. Not being able to find out why he is awake at daft o’clock – again.
I suppose I am just going to have to be patient. I’m going to have to suck it up and deal with life without sleep.
I have a feeling tomorrow (today) will be sponsored by lots and lots and lots of caffeine.