Thursday, 30 June 2011
they look innocent enough.
don't they? sweet? cute? lots of fun? surely incapable of launching a villainous plot to drive me slowly mad through sleep deprivation? those who have been reading here for a couple of years know that mae has never been a good sleeper. we had a blissful four months at about 19 months of age when she slept straight through the night but for some reason, that all stopped about 6 weeks after sophie was born. so between the two of them, i can probably count the number of nights i have had a solid eight hours of sleep in the last year on my two hands. soph is actually pretty good, she sleeps through 6 nights out of 7 on average but she's had six teeth coming though for about a month and had her 12 month immunisations two weeks ago which have meant - along with mae's regular hijinks - many, many chilly crawls out of bed for me, on top of many, many stupidly early mornings resulting in many, many days of grouchy mommy and overtired, bouncing-off-the-walls, harassing-the-crap-out of-her-little-sister nearly three year old. i kind of hate to bitch about this stuff here, when i don't spend nearly enough time talking about the insane cuteness of mae at three, her cleverness, great vocabulary, politeness, sweetness, general goodness but for christ's sake, she is almost THREE and i really need to think there will be an end to these broken sleeps beyond looking forward to her teen age years.
and as i type this, sophie is grizzling away in her cot, fighting her nap.