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Sleepless Beauty?

You all had tons of great suggestions, and even better- sympathy- for our current sleep debacle.   Here's what we may have figured out.  I fed her more during the entire day the past 2 days and she has slept good the past 2 nights.  In fact, Monday morning she woke up at 6 but after a sippy cup of milk, she slept in my bed until 9:00.  I could of swore it was Christmas morning.  :)

And as far as questions about naps ruining her sleep at night, I think we can rest assured that naps are not the problem.  She only takes one ever and it typically is about an hour long.  On a good day.  I'm pretty sure that she'll have outgrown naps by the time she's 2.

And as for putting her down earlier and us going to bed earlier, problem is that she doesn't fall asleep until about 10 now and wakes up at about 7 normally (prior to our current issue).  So, we already didn't get any adult time at night and I have been getting ready for work with a child clinging on to me for a while now.  Not so easy, but it's our life.

So, the moral of this whole saga is that Paisley doesn't require much sleep at all to function and be in a good mood.  Furthermore, she doesn't care how much sleep mom and dad require to be good human beings because she's a bit selfish right now.  But she's worth the bags under my eyes and careless errors made out of exhaustion because she's amazing.  And apparently doesn't want to waste a minute of her life sleeping...  :)

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  1. Wow, she is just not a sleeper. That must be tough, as everyone needs a little adult time!
    On the other hand, I imagine it helps for all of the traveling you do, since she can be in a great mood without tons of sleep or a schedule!
    I hope the sleeping in continues!

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  2. Looks like you found something to make it tolerable:). Hope it continues!

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  3. I agree, it stinks P is not a great sleeper, but the positive is you guys can take her anywhere and traveling must be so much easier. G MELTS DOWN if he's not in bed by 6:00 or gets his naps, which is a blessing and a curse.

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