![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
I'm gradually coming to the realization that I have been cursed to a life of inadequate sleep.
Last night, Nik, having foregone a nap during the day, sacked out at around 6:00, which has already been established as an Uh-Oh Situation, because it means he will not be sleeping through the night. Sure enough, he was awake and shrieking at 8:30. And at 9:30. And at 11:00. And at 2:00 in the flippin' morning. I was affected less than I could've been, because he'll have nothing to do with me in the middle of the night (that's Grandma's turf, poor dear), but it was still less than joyous. Then all was relatively well, at least until Abbey crawled in to sleep next to me somewhere around 5:00. (This wasn't surprising, considering all the turmoil of the last week or so.) I did manage to drift off again until 6:30, when Nik awoke for good. *grumble*
Tonight, Nik, having had a substantial nap, screamed and fought and kicked and complained and made himself a prime candidate for being sold to the salt mines until he finally gave up at 10:bloody:20 p.m. Abbey's still awake, a fact that she insists on announcing at every available opportunity, as well as a few less-than-available ones.
I'm still awake myself. I haven't the foggiest clue why.
Last night, Nik, having foregone a nap during the day, sacked out at around 6:00, which has already been established as an Uh-Oh Situation, because it means he will not be sleeping through the night. Sure enough, he was awake and shrieking at 8:30. And at 9:30. And at 11:00. And at 2:00 in the flippin' morning. I was affected less than I could've been, because he'll have nothing to do with me in the middle of the night (that's Grandma's turf, poor dear), but it was still less than joyous. Then all was relatively well, at least until Abbey crawled in to sleep next to me somewhere around 5:00. (This wasn't surprising, considering all the turmoil of the last week or so.) I did manage to drift off again until 6:30, when Nik awoke for good. *grumble*
Tonight, Nik, having had a substantial nap, screamed and fought and kicked and complained and made himself a prime candidate for being sold to the salt mines until he finally gave up at 10:bloody:20 p.m. Abbey's still awake, a fact that she insists on announcing at every available opportunity, as well as a few less-than-available ones.
I'm still awake myself. I haven't the foggiest clue why.
