Last Night

I should have gone to bed early. I should have. I didn't.

As I probably have mentioned before, hubby and I play Star Wars: The Old Republic. After working for 6 days in a row then visiting my family then working for 2 more days, I haven't had much time to play video games. I can't even remember the last time I logged into World of Warcraft, but that's also due to Luke stealing my authenticator.

Hubby and I hit the hay around 11:30 and his snoring kept me up til midnight. Around 1am, Luke started crying really hard. Hubby brought him to the bed, where I snuggled him back to sleep. I then had baby snores and hubby snores to contend with as I tried to sleep. I woke at 2am to find hubby had taken ALL of the blankets, my pajama pants had slid up to my knees (exposing my feet and calves), and my back was spasming. I took a smaller blanket for Luke back from hubby and tried to sleep the rest of the night.

I woke up every 45 minutes or so until hubby's alarm went off at 6am. I was able to sleep solid after he left at 6:30am, but then Luke decided it was time to get up at 8am.

I'm sitting here trying so hard to stay awake with a heat pack on my back while Luke watches Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. I think I may scoop up the baby for a good snuggle.