Sleep

Whether it is puppies or babies, too much caffeine or not enough sugar, stuff on my mind, or the last scary episode of "Lost", I just do not get enough sleep.

Mr. herewegoagain would laugh heartily at the above comment, because he usually leaves me snoring under the blankets as he goes off to work (ummmm, I should add, because he reads this, that there is WAY too much opening and shutting of drawers in the morning..just saying). But the thing is, I like my sleep.

But now we have a puppy. And sweet daughter is the designated puppy mom around here. For an nine-year-old, she is really good about the late nights and early mornings and feeding and washing and brushing and caring for a six- pound pup. However, last night she was at the breaking point.

Dolly had kept her up all night the night before. Last night, it was looking the same. And it was pretty grim because sweet daughter still was sleep-deprived. She came into my bedroom with a disheveled, almost hysterical look, holding a very wide-awake puppy and cried out, "I just can't get her to sleep". I had visions of grandmother-hood flashing in my head and I said, "Just give her to me".

I petted, played, rocked and sang to the dog. I scolded, walked, and tucked her in bed. FINALLY, she fell asleep and I fell asleep and all was well with the world.

Till five am. So, now I see why sweet daughter had that wild-eyed look about her. That dog is NOT a herewegoagain creature. She's an early bird. OH NO! I have been oblivious to the early mornings, because guess what--I've been sleeping. Poor sweet daughter. No wonder she's been a bit cranky. Five am is not my idea of play time either.

Well, it's just a matter of time before pup learns that we sleep late here. And once that happens, we'll all be happy. Till then, there is a certain amount of crankiness in the herewegoagain house.
Now I need a nap.