Why I'm Not a Morning Person~

When I became pregnant with Grace,  I told Bob all I need is a big ass bed.  So we bought a King size, pillow top, comfy bed. 

When we fall asleep at night, we enjoy the silence and the space. It's nice but like anything else, it doesn't last for long.

Around 1 or 2a.m.,  I feel the first jab to my ribs.  Usually I move a bit and fall right back to sleep. Another hour passes and I feel something tugging at my feet as the covers slowly and deliberately leave my body.  

I look and see that Bob is on the floor while each child lays comfortably in the middle of the bed.  I am hanging on by one leg until the dog climbs up and I join Bob on the floor.  They all snore loudly and proudly, while the King and Queen of the home get little rest. 

This my friends, is why I am not a morning person.  

PLAN B

Don't let that smile fool you

I've written many times about Grace's sleeping issues. It's been an ongoing battle for 2 years now, ever since she left the crib.
One of G's biggest complaints/excuses when she doesn't sleep is that her bed is uncomfortable and too small. Okay, I'll buy that one. It is definitely small and not the most comfy mattress in the world.

So last Sunday, Bob and I set up a new bed for her. We got rid of her Princess toddler bed and put in something new. A big, big girl bed. This bed was mine when I was a girl. My mom gave it to us when we moved into this house and it's been sitting in the attic for 5+ years.

We set it up for her and it basically takes up her entire room. Not a big deal though because she doesn't play much in there anyways. We put our old down comforter on it and it looks beautiful and comfortable and perfect. I even fell asleep in it on Sunday afternoon. Grace was all sorts of excited when we were setting it up, so Bob and I thought we finally resolved the nighttime problem.

Not exactly.

Each night since, she has woken up numerous times with new excuses of why she can't sleep in there. We can't win. She has even requested that we set her old crib up. Talk about regression. It's almost like having a newborn again in the sense that Bob and I can't get any sleep around here. Really, the only person sleeping is Denny, who can sleep through anything.