Sunday night Wes woke up with another leg cramp before Nikki had even gone to bed. She and I gave him a banana and I brought him (and her, she wasn’t going to miss out on the fun.) into our bed and I rubbed his leg off and on trying to ease his pain. After an hour or two of no sleep I decided to give him a warm bath. When I got severe leg cramps as a child, my Dad would fill an old paint bucket (Cleaned!) up with hot water and I would soak my leg until the water turned cold. The warm bath helped Wes slightly and I finally got him to sleep around midnight. He, of course, was out of sorts in our bed so he woke about 4:30am for the day. So, Monday? Beat the shit out of both of us. We both went down for naps around 1pm and I slept about 2 hours, he slept almost 4. Still, not really a whole lotta’ sleep under my belt for the day. Maybe four hours Sunday night, and then a 2-hour nap on Monday, but I was still pretty beat by the time bedtime rolled around tonight.
Here’s to hoping for better sleep ahead.