Everyone was getting settled down for the night, it's proably 9:00. Rickie is getting Zach to bed, I am feeding Monroe. She falls asleep, I soon follow.
1:30 a.m.- Zach comes out of his room crying. I somehow manage to put Monie down in her crib without waking her up. I give Z some medicine, he too has this lovely cold. It takes him about 10-15min to clam down and go back to sleep.
3:30 a.m.-I hear crying...again. I go into the kid's room, pick up Monroe feed and feed the little chunk-a-monk. Bottle empty, she should go back to sleep right? Wrong! She decides its time to look around. I try rocking here and singing. That doesn't work. I try for at least a half hour. At this point I am so congested and my eyes so badly I can barley keep them open. I finally just lay her down, go in my room and try to rest. She cries for about 15 min and then...silence. I go check on her and FINALLY! She's sleeping.
Three hours later I wake up to start my Friday.-Here I sit at work, my eyes hurt beyond belief. With my night adventures (yes, they feel like adventures.) Last night....this weekend is much needed!