Sunday, February 17, 2008

Huh? Sleeping? Me? Nah . . .

Where, oh where, have I been? Passed out. That's where.

And not just passed out. Paaaaaasssssssed out.

See, every night I rock E for a little bit before I stick her in the crib. Lately, we've been doing a lot less rocking, as I manage to put myself to sleep shortly after her. Luckily I haven't dropped her yet. I've been waking up an hour or so later, wondering what in the world happened. And then my whole night is thrown off track, because I've had orders to make and sitting on my butt in front of the computer is last on the priority list.

And then last night, I did my best to stay awake to get her in the crib, and then came out into the living room. I sat down on the couch to fold clothes, and well, that's the last thing I remember. I woke up at 12:30 in a puddle of drool.

So, given the fact that I'm only getting more and more tired, it's "peace out, ya'll" tonight. I've got a little bit of sewing to do, and then I'm going to purposely pass out. In bed. Where I belong. No more of this couch stuff.

3 comments:

Karen said...

Hope you get caught up on sleep!

Coal Miner's Granddaughter said...

Oh, sweetie. I completely understand. Get your rest anyway and anytime you can. We'll be here when you get back from dream land!

Leah said...

I just found your blog from Burgh Baby's blog roll. Your daughter and posts just remind me so much of my daughter. The sleep (or lack there of...) totally understand! Your daughter is absolutely goregous, I loved looking through some of your posts and seeing her expressions with your comments!

Get some rest when you can!