Sleepless

Last night you woke up about fifteen times. And that's after it took you a while to get to sleep in the first place. So today, I'm cranky. I slept by your crib last night to hold your hand and quiet you down every time you awoke. I held you more than once. You were afraid of monsters, which is a new thing. There are no monsters! "There are no monsters!" I kept reassuring you. Still this morning, you won't go anywhere in the house alone because you are scared of monsters. I don't know why this started. All I know is that no matter how cold and rude I can be, I will always do my best to protect you from true monsters. And sometimes the true monster is me. And for that I am sorry. I love you.