Last night was reminiscent of Reid's newborn days. I forgot that Mad Money was on NBC from 3-4am. I forgot how irritating it was to hear someone else snoring while I paced the living room. I forgot how rock hard the living room floor is (I was prepared for a puker and set up blanket camp there.)
Little Reidy boy had a hard time sleeping last night. He was really tired, but also really uncomfortable. I suspect teething to be the reason, but I'm not positive. I finally caved and gave him some Tylenol around 6:30 and he's been sleeping ever since (with one short wake for a mommy potty break and baby diaper change). It's ten after 10. Sweepy guy.
So today is going to be a snugly, cuddly, resting kind of day.
Here's to hoping RWC wakes up feeling better!