The Forty-Ninth Night

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So. Not so great a night, but ok. Haha.. I know that sounds kind of strange, so let me explain...

I put Collin down at 7:40pm and he cried for half an hour. :( I have found that I can deal with ten minutes or less of crying, no sweat but anything longer and I fret, terribly. *sigh*

Thirty minutes is not nearly as bad as it has been in the past or could have been last night, so I should not complain. BUT, yesterday was a rough day all the way around.

And sometime in the middle of the night, I stepped in dog poop (my little Harley got into something she should not have!) and after cleaning it up I was so annoyed that I could not fall back to sleep, so I was up for about 2 1/2 hours when I should have been sleeping. Thankfully, the baby did not wake up through my grumbling and the turning on of the big light.

He did get up at 5:45am though, which I find way too early. 15 more minutes and I would have not minded but there's something about getting up before 6am that my whole psyche finds revolting. Strangely, I didn't mind so much when Collin was an infant and had to nurse every two hours.

Anyways, he is currently taking his morning nap, so I am going to try and sneak a few zzzz's along with him.....