rude awakening

Last night as I put Ladybug in bed I asked her if it was seven remotely possible that maybe, just maybe, she could sleep all night in her bed.  She said no. 

I have to appreciate the honesty at least. 

But I told her I wanted her to stay in her own bed.  This is the girl who didn't want to sleep any where near me while I was on vacation but she won't stay out of my bed now that we are home.

She quietly crawled in bed with me late last night.  I don't remember it.  I didn't wake up for it.  I did wake up when she crawled out of my bed.  I sighed and rolled over...onto her pee.

Have I mentioned I am so over bodily fluids?

She peed in my bed.  And I rolled in it.  And she just walked out of the room.  She wasn't going to tell me.  Does she think I wouldn't notice?

I was too tired to deal with it so I stripped out of the wet pjs and went to her bed to get some more sleep.  But she refused to sleep.  She tossed.  She turned.  She sang.  She talked.  I cried.

Mean Mama
P.S.  The good news is that I did not gain any weight on the morning after my first day of starvation.  The bad news is that I lost nothing.  NOTHING!  Not even an ounce.  Today better be better.