Recently talking to my cousin we had a conversation about how small tasks while sleeping become insurmountable. Things like blankets falling on the floor have us huddled under pillows because it is clearly an insurmountable task to reach down and find the blanket.

Last night was our first night visiting Tyler in his new place. Tyler very nicely offered me and Ivy the bedroom and only bed in his barely furnished house so that he didn’t wake us all up early in the morning when he left for work.

Last night I found myself sleeping  on a twin bed between Ivy and Piper.

In case you were curious that is approximately 300 pounds of living things sleeping in a twin bed – not a good idea.

In the middle of the night I knew it was not a good idea.

In the middle of the night getting either dog or kid out of the bed – totally insurmountable.

Tonight I gave Tyler his room back!

When things started to get really crazy was after a minor bed wetting incident. And I use the term minor in regards to urine amount only, everything else about it was a calamity. The chaos was over and I was trying to fall back asleep when Ivy started kicking at Piper because she didn’t have room for her legs,while trying to steal my pillow and Piper who had gotten off the bed when she got kicked at was staring at me waiting to get let back on. Instead of doing something to solve the problem for the night, any number of somethings that make perfect sense while I’m not sleeping, like moving Ivy to the floor and locking Piper out of the room, all I could think about was falling back asleep quickly. So I turned myself into a human wall between the fighting kid and dog and went back to sleep. I’m pretty sure I nodded off just after hearing Ivy say “I can’t fall asleep” Which was a good thing or I would have mentioned that it was likely because she had yet to stop talking or wiggling and I’m certain I would have had trouble phrasing that constructively. Instead I fell asleep and spent an overly cozy night as the filling in an Ivy-Piper sandwich.

Someday I’ll figure out how to get that blanket back off the floor,and if I can’t figure that out defending my space in the bed will surely continue to be an insurmountable task in the middle of the night.

That’s why tonight Ivy is sleeping on the floor by her uncle Tyler and Piper and I have moved to the living room floor.

We are on a queen sized mattress.

We are not concerned with early morning noise.

The only thing that is cutting into our sleep is late night blogging!