Sleep is not overrated in my book

Yesterday, Reyna took a really long nap for my mom. After 2 hours and 40 minutes, my mom woke up her. Last night, I put her to bed a little later (8:30 ish) and she went right to sleep. Jade & I watched Dancing with the Stars and went to bed.

2:00 am rolls around and this is what I hear.

"Mama, where's my suckey?"

She was wide awake. I walk her back to her bed, half asleep and tuck her back into bed and find her suckey.

Fast forward. 2:30ish.

"Mama, it's dark out."

Once again, Reyna is standing at my bed, staring at me telling me that it's still dark. I told her it was the middle of the night and once again, tuck her back in. She was wide awake! What the heck???

Fast forward. It's after 3 and I am on the verge of tears.

"Mama, where's daddy?" (Half asleep, he mumbled something to her like, "I am here.")

I pull her into our bed, tuck her in and pray like hell she falls asleep. Not a chance. Once again, we tuck her back into bed, say good night and hope she is asleep or at least drifting off or counting sheep or whatever.

Fast forward. It's 3:30 and I hear her roaming the house. I know her like a book and I can hear her getting Nellie a toy and throwing it to her. Yes, it's 3:30 am and Reyna is playing fetch with the dog.

Once again, I tuck her in, lay with her this time, kiss her goodnight and tell her how mama is exhausted and we all need to get some sleep.

God heard (and answered) my prayer request. She finally fell asleep. I never did fall asleep between the hours of 2-4:30. I could hear her and there was no way I was falling asleep.

The hard part of this whole ordeal was she wasn't cranky or crying. She was ready to start her day. How could I have been mad at her? I couldn't. I pat myself on the back this morning for the ample amount of patience I had with her. I never yelled or expressed any sort of anger towards her.

She woke up around 7:30, soon after me. I was chugging a cup of strong coffee this morning when she woke up. I felt (and still feel) like I was hit by a bus today. Jade & I were discussing this morning how we had a slight feel for what it is going to be like getting up with a baby again. We are scared. Very scared. I asked him if we could hire a baby nurse. I was just kidding.

Kind of.

Hmmm.

I opened my msn homepage this morning and what was the first ad that popped up on today's topics? "How to Leave your Husband. Financial tips that will pay off in the long run."

Seriously.

So, let me get this straight. Our divorce rate is at a mere high of 50% for first time marriages and this is what they are advertising.

Pathetic!

OMG.

Please check this contraption out. I was cracking up when I came across this? What happened to just your everyday potty chair? I cannot imagine having a kiddie urinal sitting in my bathroom.

Why was I looking for potty chairs you ask?

Well, Reyna has been telling us when she poops. The other day, I was in my room getting dressed. She came into my room, looked at me and said, "poop, poop." Sure enough, she needed to be changed.

We are not planning on forcing her to start potty training, but we thought, "hey what the heck." Might as well, right?!

So, I am shopping for a potty chair.

Any suggestions? Do you use an actual potty seat for you kiddos or just the little seat that sits on the toilet? I don't know what to buy.