The toddler was in an off mood today. Challenged me all day. Maybe that's why it's called the "terrible two's", duh! We'll aim for a better day tomorrow.

Idol tonight? Who's watching? Or is it just me and my big box of tissues. Starting to look like Rudolph soon. I am sooo sick!

Here it is...ta,da!!!

Easily Amused

I'm feeling really crappy today, and I had to cancel my playdate plans, so I went to Home depot. I had heard about these toilet seats that accomodate both grown ups and toddlers from the mommy and me class that we take. I was so excited when I actually found them right away. I went home and mounted them, all by myself. They are so cute; they actually have a toddler size small butt seat attached to the adult big butt seat. Can't wait to show the toddler when he wakes up from his nap. It's pathetic isn't it? I am such a nerd, but I guess I'm easily amused.

No End in Sight to Sleepless Nights

So yesterday I had a doctor's appointment. My regular 6 months checkup. My doctor is great; she is a few years younger than me and has two younger kids. So, she can really relate to my sleepdeprivation. She told me to try to break the cycle with Benadryl. I told her I've tried it and that it didn't work. She asked me about the dose, and I told her. "Double it" was her reply. If that didn't work, she told me to explain to the toddler that if he didn't stay in his bed and sleep all night we would have to get a lock on his door. "You need to explain to him that mommy and daddy really need their sleep" she further explained. Yeah, right! I tell my toddler everynight that he needs to stay in his bed and sleep. He always happily says "yes".

Anyhow, a long story short, I tried her advice. I gave him the Benadryl at bedtime. He fell asleep after a few stories, but like always woke up at midnight the first time. I went in and laid down with him for a few minutes and then went back to my bed. At 3:30 he woke up crying again. I went back to his room and soothed him back to sleep. At 4:30 he was at it again. My husband got up and tried to get him back to sleep. But I could hear him. He wanted me..."mama's bed, mama's bed". So, needless to say, I went in there again and my husband went back to sleep. Finally, I managed to get him to fall back to sleep. But, at 6:30 am he was done. He got up, and I heard him go in to our bedroom to wake my husband up. I put a pillow over my head and went back to sleep for another hour. So much for that. But, I just don't think I'm ready for the "I will put a lock on your door advice".

The toddler is sleeping and I'm enjoying a Samuel Adams while watching American Idol. Life is good!

A Not so Good Night

Stayed up late to watch two episodes of 24. It was close to midnight before we shut the tv off. Not long after lights were out the toddler flings our door open and crawl into bed with us. He snuggles up very close to me, so that I can hardly breath. You know like "fall off the bed" close. Then at 4:30 he wakes up and whispers to my husband, "Daddy let's go downstairs". We managed to talk him into staying in bed for another hour, but that was it. My husband, bless his heart, took him downstairs and fed him breakfast, and gave me 2 more hours in bed. Not that I could really sleep. Felt guilty that my husband always seem to be the one waking up with him. It's going to be a long day!