Kavi did sleep eight straight hours in a row a few nights ago, but it appears to have been a fluke. She has become the master of raising our hopes high, and then dashing them down again.
Kavi woke me up at 3. …
Kavi woke me up at 3. Sigh. Kevin tried to get her back to bed and failed, so around 3:30 I took over, and finally got her back to bed at 4. We'll see how long it lasts. I guess I'll use this time to catch up on journals, make some breakfast, read something fluffy. I hate being this tired; I've had too many days of sleep debt in a row, and it makes me feel ill.