I'm not actually even mad at him, he took the first shift with our wide awake Smug-Baby when she first woke at midnight. He also got her to sleep in the first place at 9:45pm. I went to bed at 9:30, but he brought her to me before I even fell asleep. She slept until 11:30 and then I tried for about 30 minutes to get her back to sleep in the bed before handing her off to him. Then I tried desperately to get back to sleep, but I could hear her talking and crying sometimes and just couldn't get back to sleep.
He brought her into to nurse at 1:30, but that was way short lived. I offered to take over because I figured that if 4:30 rolled around and she was still up, he would have to take over and I at least had been afforded about 90 minutes of sleep while he had, so far, had none.
It is now just after 3 and I am finding myself angry! I am angry that our society does not support stay-at-home parents and that even our paired down life requires that I work. I am angry that my husband is sleeping and I am not. I am angry that I don't know why my child, who has always been a wonderful sleeper is suddenly only sleeping for short bursts. I am angry that this new task I have taken on at work is so confusing and that
She and I have been playing and I have lain on the floor with a pillow and blanket and let her climb all over me. I have tried nursing, singing, cartoons, music channel, dark quiet and nothing seems to be making her tired. As I write this, she has been rubbing her eyes so maybe there is hope for another 90 minutes in my future! Wish me luck!!!
UPDATE: I am now getting ready to go into the office. She did go back to sleep at 3:45, which allowed me a full 45 minutes to snooze. I feel like a zombie. As in, I could bite people right now!!!