Why I can't sleep at night

This might be hard to follow. So you'll have to focus. Are you ready?

We have a three bedroom house. When we had Ashley, we made the back bedroom into her room and the other was for storage and kind of an office. When we had Emily, the two girls shared the back bedroom and the other became a playroom (and a darn cute one). When we had Abby, we tried every combination you can think of between the three girls and the two rooms. When we decided to adopt and had a homestudy, all three girls went to the back room (its the larger of the two), and we cleared out the other for two boys. When just Micah came home, we didn't want him to be alone so it was he and Abby in that room and just Ash and Em in the back.

Still with me? Ok, good.

When MABRY came home, she slept in our room for QUITE a while so we could keep that arrangement. But alas, she needed to be out of the pack n' play and into a crib, so in with the big girls she went. Then we realized, Micah and Abby were not getting much sleep because one would wake up the other around 2am and they'd turn on the lights and play together. Also we were still having some "intestinal issues" with Micah, so between the two problems, Abby needed outta there. So in she went with the girls, making Micah all by his lonely self, and FOUR girls in one room.

So then, Abby started wreaking havoc in the girls' room. She was keeping the girls up at bedtime, which we tried to solve by putting her to bed first and putting all the others in after she was asleep. And then the BIG problem: every day for weeks she was waking up at 4am like it was morning and would NOT go back to sleep. We'd hear: "MABRY!! UUUUP!!" Not cool. We tried SO many things to solve this issue. It was really wearing on the other 3 girls not getting any sleep. We even tried bringing her in bed with us. But because she couldn't go back to sleep she'd toss and turn, flopping her limbs around, beating the snot out of Jake and I. I MIGHT still have bruises.

So as last ditch effort, we moved Abby's bed into our room. Miraculously, she started sleeping through the night again. I have no idea why. Maybe she was so excited to be with the girls that when she would roll over in the middle of the night, she'd see them and want to play? I have no idea. I just knew it was working and if that meant a little white toddler bed in my room, so be it. We all needed SLEEP!!!

Then thursday, I went to lay Micah down for a nap and notice the window was slightly cracked. I assumed Jake opened it and didn't close it all the way. So I closed it and locked it but left the top half of Micah's door (its cut in half, like a church nursery door) slightly cracked so I could watch him. Once he thought I wasn't watching, he took a toy bin and moved it over to the window to try to unlock it. He wasn't quite successful and gave up and went to sleep. Friday while napping, Jake was home and we were in the living room. All of the sudden we see Micah on the front porch!!! NOT OKAY AT ALL. Micah figured out how to unlock, open and climb out of his window.

So now what the heck do we do?????

Clearly we're going to try to find some kind lock for the window but until we do (and there is literally no time for that this weekend) we're having to move Micah to Abby's bed in our room (where we will be with him so he can't get out of the window) and move Abby to Micah's room (because she's neither strong enough nor bright enough {God bless her} to figure out how to unlock and open the window). But Micah (some of you who have kids with DS will understand this) is more active when he's SLEEPING than while he's awake. So my room is filled with the sound of thumping and snoring and blankets rustling and BOOM- falling out of bed. Which as a mom, you know how every little sound wakes you up? I'm getting NO SLEEP in there with that kid. I'm seriously considering moving into Micah's room (his real room) with Abby. Let the snore kings work it out together.

Meanwhile the three girls in the other room, who previously blamed Abby for keeping them up at night are laughing and giggling at bedtime, keeping Mabry up. Now, Mabry is used to this and will usually go to sleep anyway, but all of this leads to one major conclusion:

WE NEED A BIGGER HOUSE. Like, three kids ago.