Sleep? Who Needs sleep?

Tayson has never exactly had ideal sleeping habits. A couple of weeks ago we finally found a routine that I could live with. He was taking about a two hour nap in the morning and the afternoon. At night he would sleep from about 8:00 until 4:00am and then get up to eat and go back to sleep until 6 or 7. That is not ideal sleeping behavior for an 11 month old in my book, but compared to what he had been doing I was thrilled. I started feeling human again. Even Rylan, who usually frequents our room throughout the night, started staying in his bed. I had forgotten what it felt like to face a day after adequate sleep. I could taste the bliss of regular full nights of sleep and I could hardly contain myself. With two long naps a day (Tayson's not mine!), I was finally starting to get on top of the disorganized mess we call home. It all seemed to good to be true. Unfortunately, it was. The teething monster is back. From one day to the next Tayson started waking up at night again and refused to take naps. Once he finally did give it up and take a nap, it would only last for about 30 minutes. Last night, I put my foot down and just let him cry, assuming he would eventually cry himself to sleep--only to find out an hour and a half later that he was crying because he had a poopy diaper. I felt so bad for the little guy at that point that I couldn't stand the thought of listening to him cry anymore, so I just fed him--which is really what he wanted all along.

Do you suppose the day will come that all my kids will sleep through the night on a consistant basis before the day that I'm up all night with my own problems? A girl can dream, can't she? So to answer the question, "Sleep? Who needs sleep?" I answer a resounding, "ME, ME, ME!!!"