A Very Long Night

We've been having some rough nights around the Stannix home lately. Too warm? Full moon? I can't quite put my finger on it. They are horribly long, filled with tossing and turning, visits from Camilla and a wide awake baby boy. Last week, Camilla crawled into our bed just after midnight and ended up staying until Hyrum woke up at 3:00am. I crawled over top of the girl to get out of bed and fed my baby boy. He was too awake to eat and just stared and giggled at me instead. I swaddled him back up and put him in his crib. Then I made my way slowly down our creaky flight of stairs for the nightly pee break and glass of water. I then transferred our sleeping girl back into her bed. As I picked her up her short arms made their way around my neck and her long, limp body snuggled in as I carried her across the hall. Just as I crawled into bed, I heard Camilla shaking her sippy and whispering "Empty". I went back down the creaky stairs to fill up her sippy and grab another glass of water for myself. After a cool drink of water and a kiss on the forehead, she lied back down. Seconds later, Hyrum was still moving and talking, wide awake. I attempted nursing him again, but it was a no go. The next stop was the change table for a fresh diaper, sometimes that works. Round 3 of nursing was unsuccessful. I sunk back into my bed and pulled the sheet up (because it was too hot for covers). The fan blew my stray wisps of hair around as I lay on my back wide awake listening to Mr. Hyrum call for me. After 10 minutes, I went to get him and bring him into our bed. He snuggled between us and brushed Daddy's back with his tiny hands as he flailed them around in the dark. Then he played with my fingers. I rubbed my finger over the palm of his outstretched hand, feeling his chubby fingers and the creases in his hands. He finally calmed a bit. I gently tucked his little arms into his blanket. He turned his head to the side and deep breathing soon followed. I delicately lifted him into my arms and placed him back into his cozy crib for the rest of the night. Camilla, however, was still awake, and had been for the last hour or so. She was trying to read her books in the dark. I took her books and put them on the floor and kissed her goodnight once more. I then went back to bed and lay awake for another half an hour. My bed smelled of my Camilla's sticky little fingers. I could almost pinpoint exactly what she had eaten that day just by the after smell that remained in my bed. I smiled as I thought of her. Camilla then requested a banana milkshake in her sleep and that was the last thing I heard before my eyes finally closed. Mr. Stannix snuck out of the room at 8:00am and left me and the munchkins to rest. Camilla came in and gave me a good morning kiss shortly after and then sneakily went downstairs to join Daddy. Mr. Man didn't wake up until 9:00am. It was a nice end to a very long night...

 Sleeping in the tent on Family Vacay