Snoring Husband, Waking Toddler

And therefore, sleepy me. The thing I’m discovering about kids is, just when you think something is over (night-waking), it ain’t. We had a good run of at least a month where we’d put Lauren to bed at 8:00 and not hear from her again until 6:00. Now she’s fighting going to sleep in the first place, and waking up two or four times throughout the night. It’s still better than her infancy, but after a couple of weeks of being woken (waked? I don’t know grammar.) up throughout the night (and then she wants up for good at, oh, 4:50 or so), it starts to wear on my 39-year-old body. Everyone has a theory – teething (she’s only got 7 teeth, so we’ve got a long way to go there), a growth spurt (she’s eating like crazy these days), a developmental phase (huh?). I dunno. I just needs me some sleep. She's starting back to swimming lessons tomorrow; maybe that will wear her out so she'll sleep more soundly.

Update

Baby (toddler -- yikes, I guess I have to get used to saying that) was sick with a stomach bug and an ear infection, but is better now. Now I know why they make such a big deal out of Mother's Day -- I'm the only one who ever gets puked on.

Big excitement of the weekend is that I'm spending my spa gift card Lauren was kind enough to buy me for Christmas. Yummy-smelling Aveda goodness, here I come!