A Little Insight

As to why I am always tired. It’s been a while since I’ve shared a typical night with y’all. I know the kids were younger,  sleeplessness is expected. But they at 6 and 4, I need them to sleep now!!

 10 p.m.    –Crawl into bed. The Husband is already snoring. This is my fault because I stayed up an hour later than he did so I could watch some mindless television.

10 – 11:30 p.m. – listen to Husband snore. Last time I looked at the clock was 11:30, so assume I fell asleep somewhere soon after.

2 a.m. – Wake up because I have the world’s smallest bladder (TMI I know!)

2:03 – 2:35-ish a.m – try to fall back asleep thinking about all the stuff I have to do. Fell asleep somewhere after 2:35 (again, last time I remember looking at the clock)

3:00 a.m. – The Big One is standing next  right next to my face sobbing that her leg hurts. The Big One has had “growing pains” or leg cramps or whatever off and on since she was about 2. We’ve been to the doctor, they’ve done X-rays and blood work. They can’t find anything “wrong” with her legs. So we deal with periodic sobbing and pain.

3:04 a.m. –the Big One is back in bed with some fresh water to drink (I think most of her pain is caused by cramps when she gets dehydrated, but I am not a doctor, so what do I know?)

3:08 a.m. –The Husband is snoring again (having slept through the Big One’s sobbing to this point). The Big One is really crying now. I go back in her room to see what the problem is and she says her water tastes “yucky” and her legs are “really hurting.”

3:12 a.m. – I stomp down the hall, annoyed with my household. Get some Tylenol for the Big One and another fresh cup of water in a different cup, hoping that it no longer tastes yucky.

3:14 a.m. –huff and puff getting back into bed. Waking the Husband, who wants to know what’s going on and what time it is.  Explain to him the issue.

3:16 a.m. – The Husband in snoring again, but I must’ve managed to fall asleep in spite of it.

4:58 a.m. – The Husband leaves for work (or to walk the dog) I’m not sure. I just heard the front door open and close.

6:00 a.m. – The Little One is beckoning from her room, “MOMMY! MOMMA!!!MOMMY!!! When are you going to wake up???”

And that my friends is why I am always tired ( and usually cranky!)