Attempted Murder via Sleep Deprivation in the Master Bedroom

Emma did her darnedest to finish us parents off last night.  If memory serves the timeline looked something like this:

23:00 – Emma gets her ‘midnight’ drink ostensibly “for the night”
00:00 – Parents asleep.
01:30 – Emma wakes up crying and standing in her crib.  Mother too tired to do more than yank her onto the big bed and nurse.  Blacks out.
02:30 – Mother slowly comes to, realizes Emma is awake, and playing kick-the-parents.  Executive decision made to dump her back into her own bed, sans milk.  Epic screaming fest commences.  Continues on and off for about an hour.  Mother stubbornly refuses to nurse.  Daughter stubbornly refuses to sleep.
03:30 – Mother manages to coax daughter asleep for realz in baby’s bed via fast back-thumping to get her attention, followed by a back rub.  One time offer only, missy!
04:40 – Emma wakes up.  Mother sees the clock is neither 2-something nor 3-something, indicating that nursing is now (somewhat randomly) ok.  Nurses, dumps baby back into bed.  All is good until…
05:20 -Emma wakes up screaming again.  Mother’s patience finally runs out, starts feeling angry, and remarkably has the sense to tap out of the game.  Awesome husband makes executive decision to take Emma downstairs.  Mother passes out.
06:14 – Mother regains consciousness, and hears baby crying.  Sends text message to Awesome Husband that they can return to the Master Bedroom.
06:20 – Baby nurses on one side before mother realizes baby has a poopie diaper (Awesome Husband changed diapers earlier though!).  Husband passed out.
06:30 – Baby refuses to nurse more, mother throws in the towel for any more baby-sleep, turns on the light, moves crib to the big mirror, and naps briefly while baby plays happily for 30 minutes or until…
07:00 – Time to wake the big kids up and get them out the door to school before eight.  Mother takes this shift, feeling remarkably rested after getting one sleep cycle where she woke up on her own schedule.  Only growls at each kid once or twice.
08:10 – Second poopie diaper.
08:20 – Morning nap commences.  Lasts an hour and a half.  Yippee!

Now, to be fair, the poor kid has a nasty nose-clogging cold, and I’m pretty sure the eight tooth finally broke through the skin that night, but still…  ouch!

So far, she’s woken up quite a few times this evening, so we’ve drugged her with pain meds, and are hoping for a slightly saner night.  And then I’m thinking we’re probably about to be done with the 8-10 month sleep regression, surely?! 🙂

(Side note:  Anna almost killed me too when she was about 8-9 months old, waking up every two hours for a whole month.  Bjarki somehow never quite went there, but then again his sleep habits are very different from Anna’s, and always have been.  It’s looking like the sisters have more in common than just their looks.)