Analie used to be a professional sleeper.  The child would go down at 6:30 and we wouldn’t hear a peep out of her until 7am.  Like clockwork.  Every day.

And then last week happened.

It’s like there’s a “Bad Sleeper” switch in her room that I accidentally bumped when I was putting away her clothes or something, because BAM – suddenly she’s awake every couple of hours (or every hour during some parts of the night) fussing and screaming in a way that’s totally unlike her.  I try not to give her any medicine during the day, but I do give her Tylenol or Advil at night to help her sleep.

Can you imagine what she’d be like without that?

We are pretty sure that I can see the tops of a couple teeth on her bottom gums, and Joey thinks he might see some on her top gums too (ACK!), but I noticed them nearly a week ago.  And the teeth STILL.HAVE.NOT.COME.THROUGH.

I’m tired.

Yesterday she refused to eat.  Hopefully we do not repeat the same cycle today.

I am pretty sure this is just a stage, and we’re trying so hard not to get ourselves into an “accidental parenting” rut to get Analie back to sleep during the night.

And that’s what’s happening at the Woestman house.