Truth be told, it is not really much of a story.
It’s just that NO ONE slept last night.
Bowen couldn’t fall asleep.
He was awake and very needy from about 4 until I finally got him to fall asleep at 12:30.
Lincoln fell asleep but woke up for the first time around 10 and it was all down hill from there.
He just wanted to do anything but sleep.
Drink milk, check.
Anything. But. Sleep.
And, when he did finally fall asleep it was on me.
Hence the mom sandwich.
The only sleep (and I use that term loosely) I got was with an infant cuddled up on one side of me (after his 18th or so feeding of the night) and a toddler with his arms wrapped tightly around my neck (I wish I was joking) breathing stinky little toddler breath into my face.
It was just one of those nights.
They don’t happen often but when they do, dear Lord.