So much for daily blogging! Maybe my new year's resolution should be to blog once a week. I do find it helpful in keeping myself grounded that I can unload my thoughts/feelings here anonymously--that is until I'm discovered by anyone out there...
I am up to my eyeballs in getting ready for Christmas and am not much in the Christmas spirit this year. All I want to do is sleep. Every night someone has a bad dream or an accident and I'm up in the middle of the night making sure it's safe for the little ones to go back to sleep. My husband sleeps like the dead when he makes it up to bed from the couch so it is mainly left to me to solve the problems of the wee hours. I can change sheets of a bunk bed in about two minutes and can soothe a child back into safe slumber after a bad dream in about one.
But who is there to soothe Mommy back to sleep? A snoring Prince (not-so) Charming? The neighbors who leave their lights on all night illuminating my bedroom like a movie set? The dog who decides to throw up at 4:48am? Nope- I get in some of my best reading and thinking in between 3-5am. Once I'm up, I generally can't get back to sleep so this is the time I mentally check off lists for the house or gift lists. Sometimes I even throw in a load of laundry, but not too often. Usually I toss and turn for about an hour, read for about an hour, finally fall back to sleep around 5 and then someone has a bad dream around 5:30 at which point I give up and stumble downstairs for the first pot of coffee of the day.
I've heard that parenting young children is short years made up of long days. Someone forgot to add the part about the short nights.