So… I wrote that post last night and was feeling pretty good about life once Ant went to sleep. WTH was I thinking?!?!?! I *tried* to go to bed about 12:45a. Um yeah…. Ant woke up… I let him cry for a bit. In fact I set 1:30 in my mind as the time to go in there if he didn’t stop. 1:28a and I was heading in there. O boy what a looooooong day. I knew he wouldn’t sleep if I put him in bed with me. He’s too used to his own space these days, which I can’t say I blame him. So I figured if I laid down with him on the bed in his room we could both get some sleep. WRONG! 2 boobs and 45 min later we were both still awake. And seriously annoyed with each other. I gave up and put him back in his crib and he finally fell asleep again.
So you would think he slept later than normal after that, right? Right?! Hell no. In fact I woke up shortly after 6am and noticed he was quieter than normal. Apparently sometime in the 3 hours of sleep I managed to get I turned off the monitor by my bedside so I was hearing him crying echoing thru the house. I stumbled through getting dressed ~ still thinking I was going to go to my workout class ~ and got him up. Well out of bed at any rate. The little pooper fell back asleep when I nursed him on the couch until around 8a! The only reason he woke up was I finally got my boob back and he wasn’t having it. GRRRRRRR!!!! Needless to say I didn’t make it to working out.
Luckily we took a nap together today for 2 hours and he was pleasant all day 
And even though he played for a bit before falling asleep he is blessidly getting some zzzzz’s. Now if I could get some of my own…
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