Off Schedule, a photo by here we wander on Flickr.
That's the million dollar question in our house.
This has been a rough week in terms of sleep, and I may or may not have wanted to strangle the adorable child in this photo. This was 7 o'clock in the evening, which is a tad bit early for him to be thinking about going to sleep for the night. Luckily for him, he managed to sleep for 12 uninterrupted hours this night.
Now the three or four nights before that were a bit different. As in about seven hours less, every single night. The kid was falling asleep around 10 or even 11 at night, and then promptly waking up for the day about five hours later. Yes, 3 o'clock in the morning and he was wide awake and ready to start the day. And no, he didn't go back to sleep. Not once. Not even a tiny little nap in the middle of the day. And he was still never ready to go to bed, despite the string of long days and short nights he was accumulating.
So I was not in the mood for an early bedtime only to be followed by yet another middle of the night wake up. But, luckily for all of us, it finally caught up to him and he managed to sleep for more than a few consecutive hours at a time.
Sigh. Let's hope tonight is another good night, and not another short one. Sometimes that one good (dare I say normal) night of sleep is enough to throw it all back off again. Fingers crossed ...