Last night was a very rough night! VERY. ROUGH.
As the years go by and these nights keep on happening, it just simply doesn't get easier. At times, I think it gets harder.
I was up with Andrew because he was crying with a belly ache from 1130-1:00. Trenton woke up before I even got Andrew back to sleep. Trenton ran wild through the house till 4:30 A.M. Thankfully, he went back to sleep around 4:30.
When Trenton has a night where he is very loud and wild the stress is multiplied by ten! I am surprised that everyone on our block slept through his erratic behavior besides me.
Going through a stressful night with little sleep makes it hard to get up and going especially when I only had about two hours of sleep before the morning chaos starts. The boys and I barely made it out the door by 7:30 AM for speech. I'm not even sure what I looked like. I didn't even have time to fix the boys breakfast. Andrew was very needy when he woke up and I could not do anything without holding him so that slows up our routine big time! However, the boys and I survived the night and we survived speech therapy which I might add that Trenton had a fantastic session!! Way to go T-man!
This is how and where he fell asleep at at 4:30 A.M.
After speech, Andrew and I dropped Trenton off at Harsha. Andrew and I went to the grocery store and we saw a fire truck in the parking lot. Andrew had to check it out. He kept asking if he could get in it. It was tempting but of course I didn't let him:) We looked at it on the outside. If you ask Andrew what he wants to be when he grows up, he will say a fireman and a farmer.