Life with Puppy

This was my night-
2am- whimpering and crying
2:30- Get up- let dogs out- dogs do nothing but stand by me in the yard and wag tails.
3:00am- more whimpering and crying
3:45am- Get up- let dogs out- some random running about occurs...nothing productive accomplished.
4:00am- more crying
4:30am- continued crying
5:00am- Dogs get herded out of the bedroom.- one gets contained in entry way, the other in the dining room to avoid any wrestling matches...the bedroom door gets shut
6:00am- the crying escalates to the level where no one can sleep..even through a closed door
6:30ish Erik wakes up and leaves the bedroom- seconds later a 10 lb wiggling mass is in my face.
When asked how the puppy got to the bedroom, Erik's response was 'well..he peed, then he ran away'
Shortly afterwards the 'main' dog shows up in bed and promptly lays on top of the puppy.
More crying occurs....this is my cue to get out of bed.
Good thing I'm pre-menopausal and don't require all that much sleep anymore.