Sometimes you have to laugh at how bad your night went or you might cry. My night went something like this…
Baby is no longer sleeping
It’s late at night and she’s started weeping.
Off I go to settle her cries
Patting her bum and singing lullabies.
Finally, she’s back to sleep
So tiptoe out of her room I creep.
Trying to be quiet as a mouse
As I navigate our messy house.
Then suddenly, out of nowhere,
I accidentally step on her singing bear.
Shhh shhh. Please be quiet.
How does one toy make such a riot?
When all is quiet and sedate,
It’s time to climb over the dreaded stair gate.
Yes. I’ve done it. I’m finally free.
Now it’s back into bed for me.
I finally lay back down, and then,
Suddenly she’s awake again.
Then I repeat these steps all night,
Until she’s up for the day at morning light.
Please tell me I’m not the only one who has to perform such a mission to escape the baby’s room once she’s sleeping! Comment below.