Today, Nora woke up for the day at 4:30. I tried unsuccessfully to keep her in our bed, but she was not letting me OR Andrew sleep, so it seemed pointless. As it was too close to morning to risk going to the rocker in Jack's room since she was sure to wake HIM up for the day, I put her down in the only other place available, the bouncy seat. Which was in our kitchen. And then I lay down on the floor of the kitchen.
OK, sure, yeah, I could have brought her into the living room and lain down on the couch or even the rug, but then there would have been no chance all that Andrew would emerge from our bedroom, see me lying on the cold, hard kitchen floor, and feel just awful.
Actually, let's say that it's because I didn't want to risk waking Jack by walking on the creaky dining room floor next to his room. Yeah, let's go with that.