Why, oh why, won't you sleep?

It has been at least 3.5 weeks (except one crazy night) since Cullen slept through the night. Yes, he is ten months old. Yes, I am an enabler. But mostly I blame it on David. I am still nursing, so when Cullen wakes up in the night, David tries to get him back to sleep. If Cullen senses I am around, all he can think about is warm milk! (This does something to your self esteem, I swear). So if that goes on too long, David gives up, and I end up feeding him. OK, maybe we are both enablers. Cullen had some terrible virus for several weeks, and you can't just let your baby cry when he is so sick that he can barely breathe! And then he was teething... So now we have created this MONSTER! OK, just a sweet baby who wants to snack all night. This would be one thing if I could sleep when the baby sleeps. But no, I am a non-so-lean, mean, hourly billing machine. Or so I am trying to be. Caffeine no longer works. Sugar no longer works. My body has officially declared war, and if I don't give in, who knows what is going to happen. I NEED SLEEP. Maybe it is my thyroid again (have I told you about my rare combination of Graves Disease AND Hashimotos that makes my thyroid a roller coaster that is never fun?). All I know is mama needs a break. So I'm taking one. Yes, it is 2:20 in the afternoon. Yes, I will have to work extra hard for a few days to make up for this. But yes, I am going home to take a nap. Case closed.