Last night, that is. The wind was just whipping around the house, and there was rain (maybe sleet?) pounding against the windows – for the whole night. Want to know how I know? Carrie was up every hour, for at least a half hour, from 1:30 to about 5. This is the second night in a row she did this. She hasn’t slept a full night since she started cutting that tooth last week, but these last two nights have been absolute hell. Honestly, I spent most of today feeling like a complete zombie. (And that was even with Denis getting up with her a couple of times!)
It’s starting to scare me, too, because when I’m this sleep deprived I end up having really disturbing, vivid dreams. Both nights I had dreams that (different) close family members had died or were dying, and I woke up sobbing, really believing that it had happened. I’m starting to have a hard time falling back asleep in between Carrie’s wake-up calls, because I don’t want to have such awful dreams.
I have great hopes for tonight, though. The past two days Carrie didn’t nurse or nap well, and today she did both. So…maybe she’ll sleep through tonight…please?