My Night

So I didn't get to bed till midnight, at which point I took the girls to the bathroom so they won't wet their beds. As soon as I got to the potty with Audrey and pulled down her pants, she flipped out. She has a hard time figuring out what is reality in the middle of the night, and so she started screaming. For a HALF HOUR! Neither of us could calm her down or fully wake her up. She kept saying things like, "Kierra lied!" "I want fish!" or other gibberish. Yikes!

Between 3 and 5 (I don't remember) I fed Jacob.

At 7, when Jeromy was leaving for work, the girls started screaming because they heard the garage door go (which is just underneath their room) and didn't want Daddy to leave. So before I could even wake up, they were down in the garage flagging down their Dad. He gave them a hug and I told them they could cuddle with Mommy in my bed. So we all piled up in my bed to sleep a little longer (they usually don't wake up till at least 8).

At about 8, Jacob and Kierra woke up, so I sent her in to his room to play with him so I could buy more time.

At 8:30, I got a swift kick in the back, on purpose, because apparently I was taking up too much room on the ONE foot edge of my QUEEN bed. Whatever.

Needless to say, we didn't really start the day off right. And now I'm really regretting staying up to read last night for many reasons. And I think we've decided that Audrey just can't handle being woken up in the middle of the night, so if we do take her to the bathroom, it will be only a short while after she's fallen asleep. We CAN learn from this!!! I must!!!!