If this were an accurate blog post about the state of my life…

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…all you would hear is a great hissing sound followed by a colossal bang. The sound of my head exploding.

Instead, I will leave you with a photo I took before I had kids.

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Doesn’t that look calm and lovely? That’s how they sucker you in.

Is there a Murphy's Law for sleep?

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Last night at 10 as I was falling asleep, I congratulated myself on getting to bed at a reasonable hour.

Then:

11pm: Fucking cat woke me up yowling about something or other.

Midnight: Craig came to bed after watching US Open tennis and woke me up complaining about cat pee on the floor.

2am: Chip woke me up to untangle his blanket (I think. He’s two, so sometimes I think he’s just messing with me.)

4am: Robbie woke up screaming with a nightmare.

5:30am: For no good reason I was just suddenly AWAKE 30 minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off.

So neat, now I’m practically in a coma — perfect way to start my week, right? Sigh…

Would it be "wrong" to deny my child "water" or any other "liquid" after, say 3pm?

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I only ask because, holy hell, he wants to stop wearing a pullup at night. And I am totally supportive of this decision. Except when it means he gets up at least three times every night needing new PJs. And a clean blanket spread over his bed — for I amway too tired to constantly change sheets in the middle of the night.

So. Not wrong, right? He’s like 90% water anyway.

I will admit that this extreme lack of sleep is rendering me the teensiest bit psychotic and unable to concentrate (or punctuate), so I’m soliciting some other opinions on the matter.