3am.
Baby wakes up and calls out.
I debate whether or not to get her, so I'm standing in the middle of the cold room in the dark.
The husband comments that she might want her dummy. I shouldn't have gone in there - she is FURIOUS.
I'm not sure what it is, but she gets angriest in the middle of the night when she both wants her dummy back in but also doesn't want it anywhere near her and will fight you with the fury of a thousand suns. She may only have little hands, but she does an excellent job of swatting and dodging and screaming and pursing her mouth shut.
I finally got to sleep again after 4am. And then woke up at 5am because we have mice in the roof (ICK). Then woke up at 6.15 when the husbands alarm went off. And then 9 minutes later when it went off again after he tried to snooze but accidentally set it to BEEP BEEP BEEP instead of radio. And then at 7 when he brought her in to bed with me because she was ready to start the day, and proceeded to demonstrate this by sticking her fingers in my eyes and up my nose (a new one, don't love it) and in my mouth.
Explaining to a baby in a stern voice that okay, fine, you'll get up, but she only has herself to blame when she's older because if she'd just sleep properly then she'd have a fun mum that could expend all her energy on playing games with her and being fun, rather than being tired and grumpy.... gets you nowhere.
But, napping while the baby naps in the afternoon gets you an extra hour sleep.
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