Evan's new thing is he does not want to go to bed or take naps. He eventually does go down and when he does, he goes down hard. I hate that he gets so tired and won't listen to his own little body. I am committed to not "training" him to sleep to fit my schedule. This takes patience as my little man wants to keep practicing all of his new tricks (i.e. walking, standing, talking, etc). Add in getting some new teeth into the mix and my poor little boy has had a hard few weeks which means Mommie has too.
Just as I get to a place of concern about our sleep patterns, a tooth comes or something changes to allow us to get some good sleep for a week or two. I am hoping that time will come soon as this last stretch of non-sleep has lasted for weeks and I am exhausted.
This morning I woke up and could hardly move. I looked over at my little boy. He had a huge smile on his face and was playing with his toys. Did he have the same night I just had? I guess that is the difference between being almost one and being almost forty.
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