Nights are Hardest

Nights are always the hardest in a strange place. The poor little girl would wake up sometimes and not know where she was so we spent from 1-2am rocking downstairs. I finally just put her back in Taylor's bed and crawled in beside her. She would still wake up but I could comfort her right away so she would go back to sleep. Now Taylor just wants to wake her up so she can play. Wish I had time for a nap today!