Day 6

It happened again where I forgot to update about yesterday and here's why: I *felt* like we were getting better so I REALLY pushed myself and got the house mostly cleaned up.  Gabe was doing the whole "I'm going to disobey 95% of the time" thing so the whole high counter is filled with toys that are in toy time out.  I still need to finish the dishes and laundry and vacuuming, but the house is seriously so.much.better than it has been the past almost week.  But...due to sleeping for only three to four hours (of interrupted sleep) the night before, I was utterly worn out.  Hux lost his final pacifier so I was afraid of how the night would go, but he went to sleep *relatively* easily.  Gabe actually requested to go to bed a half hour early and I thought I was in heaven.  I finished eating up dinner and was getting everything ready for bed...when Gabriel woke up from a nightmare.  *Hangs head*  Ten or so minutes after I got him back to sleep, Hux woke up totally flipping out.  I'd get him back to sleep, but he'd wake up when I tried to lay him down...so finally I just set him down and let him cry it out (which is not what I prefer, but we're talking my body ached and my brain felt disconnected because I was so tired).  I'm truly surprised he didn't wake Gabe up.  After a while, he calmed down and I struggled not to freak out that he was dead (as opposed to the more logical "he cried himself to sleep").  So I waited for a little while to make sure I didn't wake him up and I snuck in to make sure he was still breathing.  When all of that was over, I rushed off to bed and crashed (well, technically I woke up four or five times last night, but the boys were safe in bed sleeping each time).  This morning, I woke up to Hux walking into my room crying.  *fingers crossed it was a fluke like it was several months ago and that he isn't going to need to transfer to a toddler bed...*
But...despite *really* wanting to munch on some yummy desserts when I was getting frustrated, I didn't.  Yet another day down.