Restless Night

For a reason that still remains unknown, Peyton woke up crying at 2:30 in the morning last night. I tried rousing Jason, but....that didn't work. So I went to the boys' room to find him standing in bed, holding his "mankey", and crying. Tired, I brought him to bed with us, laid him in the middle, wrapped my arm around him, and went back to sleep.

I only intended to leave him there for a little while, then return him back to his bed. But alas, we spent the night sharing a space meant only for one. Jason somehow never seemed to lose occupancy of his half of the bed. Me? I woke up once to find myself teetering on the edge of the bed, feeling sore muscles in my neck from the effort I was putting forth to stay balanced. I tried to move him over, but somehow each time I awoke he seemed to be shoving right back (rather successfully I might add). It seems a little body can wriggle itself wherever it intends to go. A couple times he woke up crying. Then after either making contact with me, or hearing my voice, he would quiet and go back to sleep. At one point I discovered half his body slung over the back of Jason, giving me a little more space. I awoke around 6:30, realizing it was now getting light, too late to put him back in his bed. I had made my bed and now I had to sleep in it - or try to anyway.

Needless to say, tonight has already been established as Jason's turn. We'll see what back-to-bed solution he comes up with! Maybe he will spend the night competing for space on his side of the bed!