Wake up to use the bathroom.
Go back to bed.
Lay down in the sweet spot with just enough blanket and just enough fan on my skin.
Tiny sad voice calls, “mommy I need you.”
Roll out of bed, and slide into bed with little one. Lay there until nightmare has slipped away and she is breathing softly and evenly.
Creep back to my bed. Eyes on the verge of closing.

Husband approaching his nightly crescendo: 😴💤🚂💤🪚🪵

Guess I’m just up now. At 3:11am.