Sleep, Or The Lack Thereof

My younger son is not a great sleeper.  This is nothing new to me as my older son wasn't either - not until he started going to school.  Both gave up regular naps at age 2. 

My younger son is now two and a half and still wakes at least once each night.  Well, those were the good old days, before I started potty training two weeks ago.  Now he wakes up more often because he's fearful of having an accident - despite the fact that he still wears a diaper at night.  And then he developed a sinus infection and had even more trouble sleeping.  The past two weeks he has woken more often each night than he did when he was first born.  I am now a zombie.  I know this because when I dragged myself out of bed yesterday morning, I found a big scrape on my foot that I must have received while stumbling to his room the night before.  How could I sleep while in pain? T-I-R-E-D.

So, blogosphere, if I haven't been online much these last few weeks, it's because my brain is now in hibernation mode, saving its power for high level functions like making sure I put one foot in front of the other when I walk.

But his antibiotics kicked in and he's feeling better, so last night he only woke up twice.  I feel like a new person today.  The light at the end of the tunnel: next week, he starts Montessori three mornings a week.  I'm hoping it does for him what it did for my older son!