This is about as peaceful as our 'family bed' has ever looked, and notice there is someone missing from the photo? On Saturday night we were reminded once again about why the Burns-Durkacz family doesn't subscribe to the trendy sleeping arangement. We packed up our bags and took a trek up to Oakville for a sleepover at our friends Mel, G and Juliette's new home. Normally Nate has a bedtime of 8 p.m. but it was well past 11 before he finally succumbed to the Pack 'N Play that was set up in the guestroom with us. Shortly after we fell asleep next to him, Nate began shreiking for us to rescue him and the theatrics didn't stop until we finally brought him into bed with us. But once Anthony started to toss and turn Nate began to wail all over again. At about 4 a.m. after daddy was banished to the floor he began to snore like a wild boar. Fearing this would awaken Nate - who has just nicely began to sleep - I started throwing things at him to get him to stop. One by one, articles of clothing piled up on the snoring godzilla but he wouldn't awaken. I even threw Nate's Addidas which landed in his groin but the snoring just got louder. Finally the blaring ripped Nate from his sleep and Anthony was evicted alltogether from the guestroom. The little man continued to feed every couple of hours - a mother's milk so closeby is hard to resist - and we finally got up at 7 a.m. to brave a day on no sleep. The good news is when Nate got home last night he collapsed in his beloved crib without so much as a peep and went soundly to sleep. I guess you don't appreciate a good thing until it's gone!
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