Best Laid Plans

I'm tired.  Not just tired but t.i.r.e.d. tired.  Yesterday I had a rare moment all to myself in a public restroom and as I shut off the light and went to leave I actually leaned my head against the wall and wondered how gross it would be to lie down right there and sleep a little bit and how long would I be able to sleep before someone came looking for me.  And so later, at home, when the husband offered to sleep on the couch and keep the baby downstairs with him so that I could get one night of interrupted sleep I jumped at the chance.  But, what is it they say about best laid plans?  The actual quote is "the best laid schemes of Mice and Men oft go awry."

And yes, it did all go awry.  Typically Maren is up until around 9:00 p.m. and then wakes up again between 12:00-2:00 a.m. and then again around 5:00 a.m.  Last night, it wasn't Maren keeping me up but Shannon.  I found him crying in the hall around 11:00 p.m. saying that he couldn't fall asleep because his leg hurt.  I couldn't get anything  more specific out of him than that it hurt and soon not just he one was hurting but also the other leg.  He felt water would make it feel better and so would sleeping with me in the big bed.  So, we tried that.  He woke up crying again right around 2:00 a.m. again saying it was his leg.  This time we tried a little Tylenol.  Just for fun, he woke up again right at 5:00 a.m. which was the same time I heard Maren crying downstairs.  Ahhhh, so much for a night of restful sleep.

I am assuming the leg pain is growing pains.  Shannon has been growing by inches, literally, and so it wouldn't surprise me if he really was feeling leg pain from that.  At the same time, I think our family is having growing pains as well.  Adding a baby is joyous and also a whole lotta work!