Today did not begin the way I had imagined it would. Not even close. Today was supposed to be the day I started my 5 week overhaul. Planning to overhaul my body, home and budget requires sleep. I did not get any sleep last night.
12:45 a.m. : I hear Amelia crying in her crib. The crying gets louder and seems to be getting closer. I hear the door to the basement burst open and the sound of small, running feet.
12:45 and a half: I jump out of bed with my heart pounding to find my small toddler running through the house looking for me.
It appears as though she has escaped her crib, and she is burning up.
12:50: Tylenol is administered
12:52: Commence rocking. And rocking. And rocking.
1:20: Amelia finally dozes off and I put her in her crib. Sound asleep.
1:25: I crash on the couch and fall dead asleep.
1:35: Amelia is tapping on my shoulder and telling me "shhhhh, Haddie, Daddy seepin'". I think to myself, it's a good thing some one is .
1:45: I make a bed on the floor next to Amelia's crib and try to convince her to sleep, promising her that I'll stay right by her. I lie down and watch as she CLIMBS OUT AGAIN.
The rest of the night is a giant blur of tossing, turning and not sleeping on the floor.
We'll try over hauling our lives tomorrow. Maybe.