Sleep Deprivation

Here's to wishing I could sleep so soundly. . .ho hum.

All mothers have experienced this at some point in their lives. And not that I wasn't warned in advance or that I didn't know it was coming. But in my defense I must say, my first two girls were born a couple of pounds heavier and slept through the night by one month old. They also didn't eat quite so often. The sleep deprivation in their cases did NOT last quite so long. My son would eat nonstop if I let him and cries when he's not eating or sucking on his passifier which I have to reinsert in his mouth about every 5-10 minutes. With the exception of one or two nights of a three hour repreive, I haven't slept for longer than 2 hours at a time. The constant interruption of sleep is getting to my nerves.
Just when I think I can drop off into no man's land after another 6:30am - 7:30am feeding, I hear the pattering of little feet and the sweetest, "Good morning, Mommy!" from my dear little way too happy 2 year old. My 6 year old knows better than to wake me up in the morning when there's no school.
Some day (and hopefully soon) I'll be able to have an equally sunny disposition to reply to my darling daughter. For now I'm just counting to ten and hoping she will take the bait to go find her sister to get her some cheerios so I can try and get in 5 more minutes, pppllleeeaaassseee.
Unfortunately, she's suffering from lack of Mommy attention and rather than listen to my desperate plea, she climbs into bed to "see the baby" and to "sleep, too" next to Mommy.
"I want to sleep, too" is really code for "I want to play in your bed so you won't go back to sleep and then maybe you'll give in and then YOU can get me some cheerios for breakfast, yeah!" For just being 2, she's got the manipulation down to a science. It sure doesn't help that she's so dang cute.