Thank you all for all the comments, emails and phone calls over the past few days. (I'm slowly making my way through returning them all - I promise!) Many of you brought me to tears. Words can't express how much I needed that show of support, so I'll leave it with: Thank You.
I had reached my breaking point, and I think Spencer had too. Sleep deprivation is an evil thing, and I'm not sure what I would have done without all of the support you showered on me us. I only wish I had made the plea earlier... It's funny, it creeps up on you. I don't think I even realized what shape I was in until I was there and the alarm bells were going off. That's a post for another day though.
Anyway, it's two days later... I logged a ton of sleep last night (9.5 hours! Almost straight through!) And woke up when I woke up... I can't remember the last time that happened, March maybe?! I know I still need more, but my outlook on life has greatly improved.
After loooong conversations with our pediatrician (no ear infection or anything else wrong besides teeth stuff) and our social worker, as well as some supportive emails from other APs, we came up with a new sleep plan. We began executing it last night. It's too early for me to even talk about it... but I have my fingers crossed. If nothing else, we all logged some much needed sleep last night, and that's something - right?!