Turtle on Her Back

Last night was a long one. Isabel (who I lay on her stomach to sleep--very bad of me) has learned to roll from her stomach to her back. At this point in her life, the movement is still somewhat involuntary. She woke up hysterical quite a few times, and I fell asleep nursing trying to calm her down. So, I spent most of my night sleeping upright in her room, and needed a significant coffee fix to get me started this morning. It is hard for me to feel frustrated with her during the night, despite the sleep deprivation, because it is rather funny from an adult perspective. I am thankful, though my mother threatened to rename me Grace on a number of occasions (purely for the irony), that I have the coordination to move from front to back, and vice versa, voluntarily.