Things that go bump in the night

I have reached that point with my children that I get to sleep through the night without being disturbed. My kids sleep about 12 hours and I relish each and every minute.

Last night I went to bed around 11:30pm, pretty average for me, and was woken up at 1am by Aidan crying. I'm not quite sure why, but he was just sitting in his bed, whining pitifully for his mommy. So, of course my heart melted and I quickly and efficiently consoled my little one, tucked him in, and climbed back in bed.

Not 10 minutes later, Camden comes in saying that his nose is snotting and he can't sleep. A pretty legitimate complaint, so I dragged my protesting body out of bed and blew the little guy's nose, tucked him in, tripped over all the crap in my room, cursed my poor cleaning habits, and flopped back in bed.

Seriously, 10 minutes after that, which you all know is long enough for your body to relax, your brain to get that fuzzy feeling, and the joy of knowing that sleep is just two seconds away; Aidan starts crying AGAIN!! Alright, I love my boys but I also love my sleep and they were pushing it!

I sighed heavy sighs hoping to wake up my slumbering, heater of a husband from the depths of dreamland to take control; yeah, that didn't work. I almost broke my legs on unwrapped presents at the foot of my bed, stumbled bleary eyed into Aidan's room where he is in the same position as before, and proceed to do the same routine again.

Finally, as I curl my cold body up against the radiator that is my hunky husband to warm my frostbitten toes, I fall blissfully asleep...until I heard the knocking.