Josiah has been having trouble sleeping tonight. I spent much of my time between 1 and 2:15 with him. At 2 I finally got him to tell me what was up. He was hungry. He's had to have midnight snacks several times in the last few weeks. I asked him at 1 if he was hungry. He's never awake enough or calm enough to tell us what's up right away. So I end up trying several things to calm him until he's awake enough to eat a snack. Well, now he's sleeping and I can't. I'm so tired. I want to sleep. But I toss and turn. What ever happens to the childhood days of being able to sleep anywhere?
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