Sleep Deprivation

Several weeks ago we finally put Jin into a big-girl bed. Jin calls it her good-girl bed. Whatever... I call it flippin' miserable for MOM.

Jin was a very easy baby. I never had a problem getting her to go to bed and I rarely had to get up in the middle of the night.

THIS HAS ALL CHANGED SINCE THE "GOOD-GIRL" BED...

Now she is up 3-4 times a night - - just crying for no reason. I go in, I quiet her, she goes back to sleep, I stay up for another 30 minutes. I don't understand why this is a problem here.

Then there are mornings like this morning. She gets up before any of us and goes to lay down on the couch to sleep... ARRRGH.

Then she waits until after Monty goes to work and announces loudly to all in the house, (the cats, dog, Sara and me) that she now has to pee-pee in the "good-girl" potty.

Now Jinny Jin is like Seinfeld's George Costanza. They both must take all their clothes off to use the bathroom. Why?? Not sure. Im just glad shes potty trained. She works at taking her jammies off, gets it stuck on her head and begins the screaming. I bolt out of bed, confused and half asleep to find my baby walking in circles pulling at the jammie top firmly wrapped around her head. She trips over one of 7 dozen barbies and falls - - luckily - - into my arms.

Wake up Mom.

Fast forward an hour. I am sitting at my computer drinking my tea, trying to wake up still - and Monty emails me. "Good morning. Sleep well?"

NO... NO I DID NOT. I SLEPT TERRIBLY...I HATE THAT YOU DON'T EVER GET UP INSTEAD OF ME...

"Yes, I slept fine. Things are great. The kids are fine. They are being great, everything is wonderful."

It's 11:30 and I am still in my pj's. I guess it's time to embrace the day.