For the first 12 months of my daughter's life, I was the one who got up with her at night (yes, I've been
cursed blessed to have what seems to be the only 14 month old in the world who doesn't sleep soundly through the night). After much argument and complaining, my husband is now the person who does so, and somehow (are you wearing your thunder vest?) I have lost the ability to hear my daughter in the middle of the night. Yes, the monitor is on MY nightstand, and the volume is set to the highest, but somehow, I still wake up in the morning having to ask my husband how many times she got up during the night.
Every so often since this late night switcheroo, I feel guilt about him getting up with her several times and then having to be the one to get up with her in the morning and do the breakfast routine before he goes to work. (In my defense, he is, after all, the early riser between the two of us. And I am the one who stays home all day with the risk of busting my eardrums from exposure to this little girl who has, in recent weeks, discovered her own signature high pitched scream)
So the past couple of days, I've groggily woken up at 6am to brave loss of hearing (or limb, on her more rabid days) and sanity and had my husband sleep in, even just for a few extra minutes.
I'm exhausted, and the skin around my eyes is still taut from the sleep that I barely watered down upon getting up this morning. How do people get up this early all the time?
When this kid goes down for her nap, you bet your sweet bottom, I'm going back to bed.