Am I the Only Tired Mommy?

Why am I tired? Well yesterday I got all of our Christmas cards mailed (yes it's way late to mail them), finished up the last bit of shopping with the crazy drivers out there, picked up Michael from work since his truck was being worked on, made dinner, dealt with a very cranky Joshua, wrapped presents for 1 1/2 hours+, and then got up with Joshua at 4:30am-ish for a strange middle of the night rendezvous.

Josh refused to go back to bed and wailed and boo-hoo'ed until I came back. After try #2 Michael went in. Josh was having none of that, and ran into our bedroom to find me. (Keep in mind this has NEVER happened before. If Josh wakes up he ALWAYS goes back to bed, and I'm super strict about goofing off at night. It is forbidden!). Joshua might have been allowed to stay in our bed but he put his head on my pillow and his feet in Michael's face! (He never sleeps in our bed). Then he sat up and was generally disruptive. At this point it was nearly 6am. I gave up and brought him to the living room where he played and I layed down on the couch. He finally got up onto the recliner and we finally slept until 9am. He's as cheerful as can be this morning. Me, not so much. Even after my morning coffee I feel "off."

What got into that boy I do not know. Perhaps gas? Perhaps teething? We get so tired of supposing what might be wrong with him, but never knowing. We look forward to him being able to tell us his problems so we can better handle them. Michael's mom said he came to her once and to tell her that his hair hurt. Some days my hair hurts too.