The girl who never sleeps

Just when I begin to think Miss Macy has figured out how to sleep through the night, she says "Oh nu-uh, mom."

I felt yucky all day yesterday. I had a headache and just wasn't overall well. So I decided to go to bed early so I'd feel better today. I brought Macy to bed with me at 8, and by the time she settled down and we fell asleep it was probably 8:30. I moved her to her crib at some point and apparently she didn't like it. She woke up around 11 and cried and cried and screamed and cried. I hoped she'd cry herself back to sleep, but no, so I got up and rocked her. Then she cried again, so I brought her to bed with me. Then she cried again. So I put her back in her crib and she screamed and screamed and screamed. She didn't have a reason. I got her a drink, changed her diaper, everything under the sun, until finally I got up with her.

From 11:30 pm-ish to 1:45 am-ish we had a Macy-mom party in the living room. She apparently thought sleeping from 8:30 to 11 was a nap and she was up and playing and in the sweetest little mood. I however, still had a headache and felt like crap, so I wasn't a very happy momma.

We went back to bed at 1:45 and finally fell asleep. Then at 4 am, I wake up to the sound of footsteps on our porch. Not cool. I look out the window of our front door and didn't see anything, so I tried to go back to bed. Then I hear it again. I then look out the window of our bedroom, which looks out over the porch, and I see a HUGE Husky digging through the bag of trash I had set outside and forgot to put in the dumpster. Ugh.

I woke Dale up so he could scare the dog away, but it didn't go anywhere, so I tossed a hotdog to the left and picked up the trash and put it in the dumpster on the right. It inhaled the hotdog and went right back on our porch. Now I love dogs, but I know better than to trust a 100lb dog I don't know, so I made a beeline for the front door hoping it wouldn't maul me as I went by.

I tried to go back to bed, but after my jaunt outside, I was awake. It took forever to finally fall back asleep. It was ridiculous.

So today I'm still tired, and I still have a headache. It's not as bad as last night, but I'm sure by tonight it'll be a blazing again. I don't know what Miss Macy's problem is, but she's 17 months old and she needs to figure out how to sleep already. These bags under my eyes can't get much bigger. I seriously need some sleep.