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Sleep, Why Have You Betrayed Me?!

I am struggling today. After a night of get up, lay down, fight, fight fight! I'm ready to take off work early and go enjoy a nap. The one thing I have that's keeping me going at this point is Red Lobster. A few of my co-workers and I are heading there for an early lunch as it's one of my co-workers Birthday today.

Back to the no-sleep saga, Syrie was a good sleeper from the time she was two months old, but lately that all seems to be crumbling in front of me. Last night I finally laid her down at 10:30, but I was awakened shortly thereafter to crying through the monitor because her pacifier fell out. The next thing I know, I'm rolling over and there she is between David, myself and bunches of pillows. I've never been comfortable with her in bed with us because for one, I'm scared one of us may accidentally roll over on her (David thinks I'm crazy for saying this), secondly, she could easily get smothered by one of the six pillows or heavy comforter we have in and on our bed. Needless to say, after realizing she was in bed with us I didn't sleep very well, and by 4 o'clock I'd had enough and said to David, "I'm putting her in her own room. This is ridiculous!" And away I went. Well, I laid her down and decided I'd sit in the room with her while she lay in her bed for a while, in hopes she'd fall back asleep. When she didn't, I decided to leave the room, knowing very well that her paci would soon fall out of her mouth and she'd be screaming for me or David to come back in and put it back in. Sure enough not a minute after I get back into bed it falls out. I let her cry it out, and assured David as he was getting up for work, that this would probably only last a half hour at most. HA! That girl screamed at the top of her lungs for an hour and 10 mins straight-our poor neighbors! I can't believe she didn't go hoarse before then, but she is stubborn, so I guess I shouldn't be too surprised. Coincidentally, she fell back asleep right around the time I needed to get up and get ready for work.

Why didn't anyone tell me this might happen if I had a child? Why didn't anyone tell me kids are hard work? Okay, maybe somebody did tell me, but I guess I wasn't listening:) Well, I'm listening now, and thank goodness for Facebook and all the Moms on there, ready to give their input. It does help, although many peoples opinions sometimes means many opposing ideas! With that being said, I just need to figure out what works best for me, Syrie and David, and while I may not get my answer tomorrow, I know it'll come in time.

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