I Am NOT Nostalgic for This!

My kids are not the worlds' best sleepers. Far from it. But last night the boys decided to show us just how good we've had it lately.

Everyone was up multiple times, and when we'd go in to help one of the boys another would wake and cry to be held. Finally we had all three standing in their cribs SCREAMING at the top of their lungs.

Hmm. This is not going well.

Amelia, thank heavens, slept through everything. Which is nothing short of a miracle since the other night she woke up during a light rain because, "someone was tapping on my window."

There was no vaccination to blame, so I don't know WHAT the problem was. Perhaps the moon was full? Or they were revisiting their youth? Or they are, as I have suspected all along, conspiring against us?

No matter the cause, we were faced with the typical triplet problem of not enough hands for all the kids. So we patted and soothed and then finally gave up and left them to tough it out. After about 10 minutes Sam and Alex settled down. Then Isaac started to scream intermittently. And the other guys would start to cry. Finally after a half hour of that nonsense I'd had enough and went in to yank Isaac out.

Everyone started to scream and cry again.

So we pulled an old trick out of our hats. We separated everyone so those who were ready to settle down didn't have to listen to someone cry in close quarters. Then Jeff and I headed for the futon in the basement.

We laid there for a few minutes, struggling to get comfortable. And all I could think of was those early days when we'd put everyone somewhere and escape to the basement. Or I'd get to sneak off down there on a Saturday for a morning nap while Jeff took care of the kids. Then later that day he'd do the same.

We both thought that futon was the most comfortable place in the world.

I guess it just goes to show how exhausted we really were!

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