The Incorrigible Night Owl

Yet ANOTHER weekend has gone by and we didn’t move the crib. WTH? I truly feel if we’d move her into another room we could make some serious headway, and yet we’re still farting around.
On Friday I slept late and when I got up Robert left to go run errands and was basically gone all day till Madalyn got done at Boys and Girls Club. We had already decided to go to have a family night out so we did that and then didn’t get back till past Eliza’s bedtime. Then, Saturday, I was gone all day and she was in bed when I got back. Today I slept in, then, when I got up, she went straight down for her nap. When she got up we had cooked so we ate and then R. had stuff to get done before he left for work again. So, it’s not as much a matter of us being lazy as it is having all kinds of other stuff to do, and the fact that it’s going to take at least a couple of hours to complete the entire transfer (and it’s not really something you can leave incomplete until the next day — we need it finished by naptime or bedtime).
I can say that she did better last night than she had done for a week-and-a-half prior. She just went through yet another phase where she was up every 1-2 hours. Last night she slept for four hours once, and then three after that. So hopefully she is cycling out of that awful pattern so that, this week, I can get a bit more sleep.
Oh yeah, and I just realized we’re going to be gone next weekend, too, so that puts it off another week. Ah, well, after not sleeping for nearly 13 months, what’s another two weeks?