Sleep... or Lack Thereof

Not quite sure what is going on with Ben, but the last few nights have been 'challenging'.  He goes to bed fine at 7:00 - we even gave him Tylenol before he went to bed last night thinking that maybe his teeth were the problem (he still has one molar that is just sitting under the surface of his gums).  Usually he will get fussy at about 10:00, but last night he woke up at 12:45 and didn't settle until about 4:00 this morning!  We tried everything we could think of to get him to go to sleep, but he wasn't having any of it. 

Initially, I got him back to sleep in my arms, but as soon as I layed him in bed he woke up again.  I then got him some milk, he drank it all, fell asleep, and was promptly awake again as soon as his head hit his bed.  Lennard took him for a bit, while I layed in bed - awake.  He got him asleep again, and within five minutes Ben was screaming.  I finally took him downstairs thinking that I would put him in the playpen and let him cry for a while - hoping that he would go to sleep... well that didn't work either!  He completely freaked out and after ten minutes I took him out.  I got him asleep again and he tossed and turned on my chest for about half an hour.  I then tried to lay him down on the floor and lay down beside him.

He then thought it would be a good idea to get up and play!  He found the phone, wandered around the office, got right into my face and gave me kisses, climbed all over me and just would not hold still enough to actually let himself fall asleep.  Finally, in tears, I put him back in the playpen to try to get him to go to sleep.  I sat on the floor outside the door with tears streaming down my face as I listened to him cry out for 'mama'.  Once again... ten minutes later, Lennard decided to 'rescue' him.  I gave up and went upstairs.  I felt like a comlete failure.  I layed in bed and cried until I finally crashed a little after 4:00am... about the same time that Ben finally gave up downstairs.  Needless to say that both Lennard and I are beyond tired. 

It's now 7:00 in the morning - Ben is asleep... and Emma wants to play... this should be an interesting day.

It's a good thing he's so cute... and that we love him so much!