Entry FeedCoffee. Last night was terrible. I think it was my worst night EVER.
All children were well asleep before Husband came home, but I made the mistake of asking him to move our daughter, who had fallen asleep in one of her brother's beds.
That was at 10:45 pm. She cried and screamed until 3:30 am.
I have forgotten the toll sleep deprivation can take on you. Husband brought her into our bed after about 10 minutes of crying.
She kept crying, "My knee hurts!"
I checked her knee. Nothing. She was kicking and screaming, so it looked fine.
We got her water. We got her a band-aid. We got her water again.
Still, no luck. I was tired. Husband was tired.
I threatened her with medicine. Finally, an hour and half into her tirade, she asked for medicine. I thought she would soon settle down. We got her water, again.
She kept crying. I told Husband we should get rid of her. He thought I meant putting her back into her own bed. I think I actually meant putting her somewhere outside in a basket with a note pinned to her.
Husband left to go sleep in her room. He had to be at work at 7 am this morning, so I couldn't argue.
But I was stuck with this screaming, crying girl. And I was tired. Very tired.
Can three-year-olds get colic for a night? I am really hoping this doesn't ever happen again. With three children I have come to accept the dark circles, but bags? It's just not fair!
At 1:30 am I left to go and sleep with the boys. 20 minutes later she came looking for me.
Now she was crying, I was crying. My nerve endings were electric. I needed to figure out how to get her to sleep! I just needed sleep.
Finally, just after 3:30 am, she fell asleep.
Now, 8 am, she is upstairs, still blissfully snoozing. In a few minutes I am going to have to wake her to take her brothers to school. But I am already planning my afternoon nap.