sleep training

Last night went something like this:
10:30 Go to bed
11:00 Stomach growling. Can't sleep. Have to go downstairs for a snack.
12:08 Up for a bathroom trip.
2:14 Celia's looking for her binky and I get up to find it for her. (This hardly ever happens anymore- usually I don't hear a peep from her from bedtime until morning.)
2:05 Bathroom
4:00 Bathroom. And I'm hungry. Able to ignore the hunger and go back to sleep.
6:11 I wake up to very loud cat vomiting sounds. Izzy throws up in three places in the bedroom. I don't want it to ruin the carpet so I have to clean it up right away.
6:20 At this point, might as well just stay up for the day.

Training for having a newborn in the house two months from now...

In other news, I'm wearing a maternity shirt that looks like a muumuu today. Not in a flattering, muumuus-are-pretty-flowy-dresses kind of way. In a tent-for-my-ginormous-belly kind of way. I'm both well-rested and well-dressed. It looks to be a winning day.