The munchkin has started waking up in the middle of the night and coming to get me…Every. Single. Night. I am trying to remember that this is a phase, and someday I will miss his little voice asking me if he can give me a “mama-pat-pat” on my cheek, but this is very difficult to remember at 4 am.
It’s made even more difficult by the fact that the hubs does not wake up when the munchkin comes in the room or calls for me. The other day after the munchkin got up twice in the night, the hubs said, “It’s so great that the munchkin hasn’t gotten up in the night for two nights in a row!”
A few nights ago I was settling back in bed from taking the munchkin back to his bedroom in the wee hours of the morning, yet again, when the hubs sat up and started to talk to me in his sleep.
Hubs: Hey! What’s wrong? Is something wrong?
Me: No, I’m fine.
Hubs: Well, you just keep moving around. You’ve kept me awake for 40 minutes!
Me: Oh, really? Well, I’m sorry about that. If it’s so bothersome, you can go sleep somewhere else.
Hubs: No, I don’t need to go sleep somewhere else.
Me: Well, ok then. Goodnight. Love you.
And then the hubs laid back down and didn’t say anything else. The hubs can sleep not only through the munchkin talking, but also himself talking. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, I can’t sleep through either of them talking!