Sleep deprivation is a very effective form of torture.
The 'culprit' is Charlotte. This has been going on since last Wednesday. She's usually a good sleeper - averaging 11 hours, most nights.
She goes down for her bedtime at 6:15pm every night very well. Hardly any protest. She talks to her little cuddly toy, offers her dummy so that we can apply a thin layer of SM33, puts her dummy in her mouth, rolls onto her side and within 5 minutes, off to sleepyland.
For the past 5 nights, she's taken to waking up at 2am and 4am, screaming. No amount of coaxing in her cot will lull her back into sleep mode so she's been comforted on our chest while she mumbles herself back to sleep.
Poor Jared. No wonder he's going bonkers not having a 'complete' night's sleep. Plus, he's recovering from we-have-no-idea-what (I think it's gastro, he reckons not) and I am trying desperately to recover from the dreaded cold / flu. Sleep deprivation + sickness = terrible combo.
Anyway, the performances were repeated this morning. Jared took her at 2am. I took her at 4:30am. I noticed that her cheeks were slightly flushed and she kept jamming her dummy down the side of her mouth. Classic signs of teething. Bugger!
Growing teeth is such a horrendous process for my children and I absolutely hate it. For them and for us, their parents.