Why is it that toddlers (and infants for that matter) always seem to know just when we need sleep the most and they pick that night, not any other night, that night not to sleep.  Yesterday, New Years Day, was a day from someone's worst nightmare.  My two year old threw every tantrum she could pull out of her sleeve and then some.  And if that wasn't bad enough, her nap was throw off schedule because at 10:30 in the morning she wanted to go to bed and then would not take an afternoon nap.  UGH!  Calgon, take me away, in fact, just suck me down the drain!

Then, at 1:00 in the morning, she wakes up screaming.  So, I wake my husband with hopes that he will get her back to sleep or I will find myself in the hospital in a coma and it was all just a nightmare. I fall back to sleep, he gets her settled down, all is well...NOT!  Now, it's 1:30, she's awake again and screaming "MOMMY"! 

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!   Is it too late to put her back from where she came?  So I open my bedroom door and there she is standing at her bedroom door (which is gated) already open and looking at me (because my two year old smarty pants can already open doors).  We ended up downstairs watching my favorite show, Dora, for the next 30 minutes until I was ready to die, puke, or I don't know what.  Then, I told her it was time for bed.  And with that, I brought her back up stair, crossed my fingers that it would work, and tucked her back in.  Kissed her good night and walked out.  Went back to bed and prayed that God would stop punishing me for whatever I have done to deserve this!