Peyton still does not sleep through the night. Not even close. At 18 months she is still getting up at least two times a night. Last night was TEN, ten, I am so tired right now that there are tears running out of my eyes and I keep yawning.
With Todd working more than 80 hours a week, I can't talk to him about how tired I am when I know he is at least twice as tired, and I am sure more.
I feel like a first time Mom. I am not used to this. I had children who were sleeping all night, every night after a few months of life (unless they were sick) I had been getting better at keeping up with the cleaning. I tried today, really I did, but the mess grew faster than I could keep up with it. I can either leave it for tomorrow or wait until Peyton goes to bed at 9:30 and Todd leaves for work. I'd like to wait, but I don't think my brain will let me rest until most is clean. Darn brain.
Here's to a night where I am hoping to get some sleep and Peyton gets some too. After all, this face is far too cute to cause this much trouble.
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