tired. The only thing that I have been able to do for the last week is sleep. I don't think that I slept this much when I was pregnant with any of the girls. Even while we were in Las Vegas I needed to go have an afternoon nap...what am I? 80 years old. I napped...in Vegas.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Since we have been home it has not been any better. Would you like to hear about what a horrible mother I am? Ok...here goes....no calling Social Services on me though OK?
My girls wake me up approximately 10 minutes before we need to leave to get them to school on time. They get Roo ready to go after they are ready. The only thing I need to do is get dressed and drive. By the time we get home 30 minutes later I am ready for a nap. The dilemma then becomes what to do with the 2 year old.
I make her some breakfast, which is usually peanut butter toast and some milk. I can usually stay awake while she eats but once she is done...this is when the spectacular mothering begins. You know those door knob covers that prevent little hands from opening the door? I have some of those, only one of them....it is on the inside of my bedroom door.
Thats right. I lock myself and my 2 year old into my bedroom. I turn on Playhouse Disney for her and she lays on Daddy's side of the bed, watches cartoons and her Mother sleeps. It is so bad that I know what time it is by whatever cartoon is on. I don't know what else to do. I need to sleep otherwise I am liable to snap at the most innocent of requests.
I cannot wait to get through the next 6 weeks. I am hoping at that time that I will be able to stay awake for stretches longer than a few hours without needing to sleep like I have just been on a week long bender. On the plus side though...I am only tired. I do not (yet, knock on wood) have morning sickness and am generally not feeling bad (assuming I get 20 hours of sleep a day).
Now that I have had my morning nap, which today is fueled by the fact that Ryleigh kept me up most of the night, I need to have lunch. After lunch....probably a nap.
Posted by Mamma Schmoo at 12:38 PM