I'm back.
Back to living normal life after 3 weeks of having constant childcare help. To say I'm spoiled is an understatement. I'm totally rotten. I've either had my parents with me or they have had one of my children at all times for 3 weeks.
My first day back solo {Tuesday morning}, I thought....."Man, these sure are a lot of diapers I'm changing."
It takes a village.
I miss my village!!!
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A few weeks ago I set a goal to wake up at 5:30 AM all because I needed some time to myself. It was going well and then Stephen the Smalls started waking up in the night. Sometimes once, sometimes twice. He goes right back down. But you know, it messes up my sleep. And the Grande's sleep.
You know who else wakes up in the middle of the night at my house?
My other child, Laurie Betty.
Yeah, I wish she wouldn't do that anymore.
Kids, stay asleep please!!!
Last night I let Laurie cry it out for the first time simply because I had the inability to get up out of the the bed.
She lived!
And we are so doing that again tonight if she cries. The only reason we have not done this before now is I was worried that her "crying it out" would wake up the whole household {even though we are all up anyways!!! ha} But now I'm desperate....desperate for sleep and my alone time at 5:30.


