This is where I want to be...
No It's not my bed...but it looked comfy. I'm so tired!!!!
My son is three (well will be on Sunday) but you'd think the sleepless nights were behind us (unless of course we ever have another baby). Anyway...I went to be at like 11 p.m. last night. I'm generally a 10 p.m. to 5:45 kind of girl. However yesterday I spent the whole day cleaning for the upcoming party Sunday. Fixing a turkey and then we had my grandparents over for dinner. I was exhausted to say the least. So I'm sleeping like a baby...having a really weird dream about the KC Chiefs and KC Royals...when I hear "mommy...mommy" from the end of my bed. So I tell him to go to the bathroom and he could get into bed with daddy and I. Well that created a HUGE melt down. How dare I ask him to go to the bathroom so he won't pee in my bed. Finally I get him calmed down into my bed...I'm in the middle :( When he starts wiggling around and pushing me further over on Rocky's side it's just no comfortable. So I take him back to his bed and tell him to stay there hugs and kisses see you in the morning. 10 Minutes later he's back...this time I decide to just lay in the race car bed with him. (Not my kid in the bed)
So I'm all scunched up in this contraption when he starts poking my eyes, my ears...rubbing my arm and then sitting up and looking at me. This went on for I don't know how long we he told me his ear hurt. So we got up gave tylenol went to the bathroom and laid down on the couch by this time it was 5 a.m....and the next thing I knew it was 5:45 and Rocky was standing over me telling me to wake up :(
Sleep!!! I need sleep!