Thursday, January 1, 2009

The boy who wouldn't sleep

We packed up our things rather quickly on the evening of the 30th so as to be on the road early on the 31st to beat the storm. We made it to Maine by 10am and thought things were going well. Dylan only slept half an hour in the car, but I just thought, that's ok, he will maybe have a longer afternoon nap and be more tired so he goes down easier in a new place. Well that was a nice theory. The kids had fun with their cousin baby Erik and there was plenty of action. Sophia adjusted nicely and went down for her nap. DYLAN, however, was not so accommodating. After many failed attempts and an odd cry/ hysterics each time, I finally gave up after 3.30. We were putting the kids down in the same room as us and I was, as it turns out with good reason, nervous. Dylan went down fairly well as he was so over tired. Sophia took a little coaxing and bribing with Ice Cream for breakfast to get her down. I thought we were cleared for the night and the young-ish adults headed out for the night. We made it until midnight and were in the car on the way home by 12.12, 2009. The kids were quietly in bed when we tried to sneak in and then that was the end of sleep. It was quite cold, so I brought Dylan into bed with us to sleep. He lay there for two hours, but didn't sleep. At 2 he told me "all done" and we spent the next hours in bursts of crying, him trying to play and Sophia getting in on the action. I finally brought him back to the room a little after 3 for one more college try. I was getting him quieter only to have Sophia pipe up and cry. We made it to mostly silence shortly there after, with Sophia in our bed and nuzzled into me. I wasn't really asleep, however, that was better than screeching Dylan. Then came 6am and Sophia starts in again. GRRRR. "my tummy's empty" right. SO she has woken Dylan and it is him and I down here while the rest get to sleep. He is bouncing off the walls, ok, couch, and I sit here typing with my eyes stinging not knowing how to work the TV or fancy coffee maker. Dylan's only saving grace at the moment is how freaking cute he is.

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