I Think Being a Parent Is the Most Difficult Job
I have an alarm set for 7 pm. This lets the kids know they have an hour to get ready & be in bed. And while I know it is natural for them to test their limits, I often find mine stretched beyond imagination. I try my best to stay firm but compassionate. It's just so hard when I know that if they would be still for a few minutes, they would crash.
Tonight was a trying night. I didn't get any sleep last night and it looked like another long one. Andy (8 yrs) decided to roam the house once he thought I nodded off. Had to get out of my nice warm bed and catch him. His excuse? "Mom, I just wanted to cuddle for a few mins." How do you say no to that? Andy climbs in my bed and passes out in 5 mins. Once he is out, I pick him up and carry him to his bed (my husband is a restless sleeper).
I get back in bed, wrestle my pillow away from my hubby, and nestle under the covers. Then Robert (Andy's twin), shows up with his little face in mine.
Robbie: Mom, I can't sleep.
Me: You want to climb in bed with me?
Robbie: No, Dad snores too loud.
Me: (sighing as I leave my warm bed) Do you want me to rock you?
Robbie: Why?
Me: ' Cause it might help.
Robbie: I guess so.
I climb in rocker & Robbie climbs onto my lap with his blankie.
Robbie: It's not going to work.
Me: It might.
Robbie: No, nothing will work.
Less that 2 mins later: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Robbie is like a good feather pillow; he looks all light and fluffy, but he carries like a ton of bricks. It takes more time to get him back in his bed than it did to get him asleep. But that's not the final hurdle. No, I go back to my bedroom, only to find that my hubby has stolen the entire king size bed and all four pillows. Yep, I finally get the midgets to bed, only to lose my own in the process.
I sit here now with bloodshot eyes and an ironic smile. I could be angry, but I know that sacrificing some sleep is well worth the chance to hold my little boy. Robbie is not as affectionate as Andy and shuns all motherly affection, so I've learned to take it where I can get it. Still, would one pillow really be too much to ask for?
Tonight was a trying night. I didn't get any sleep last night and it looked like another long one. Andy (8 yrs) decided to roam the house once he thought I nodded off. Had to get out of my nice warm bed and catch him. His excuse? "Mom, I just wanted to cuddle for a few mins." How do you say no to that? Andy climbs in my bed and passes out in 5 mins. Once he is out, I pick him up and carry him to his bed (my husband is a restless sleeper).
I get back in bed, wrestle my pillow away from my hubby, and nestle under the covers. Then Robert (Andy's twin), shows up with his little face in mine.
Robbie: Mom, I can't sleep.
Me: You want to climb in bed with me?
Robbie: No, Dad snores too loud.
Me: (sighing as I leave my warm bed) Do you want me to rock you?
Robbie: Why?
Me: ' Cause it might help.
Robbie: I guess so.
I climb in rocker & Robbie climbs onto my lap with his blankie.
Robbie: It's not going to work.
Me: It might.
Robbie: No, nothing will work.
Less that 2 mins later: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Robbie is like a good feather pillow; he looks all light and fluffy, but he carries like a ton of bricks. It takes more time to get him back in his bed than it did to get him asleep. But that's not the final hurdle. No, I go back to my bedroom, only to find that my hubby has stolen the entire king size bed and all four pillows. Yep, I finally get the midgets to bed, only to lose my own in the process.
I sit here now with bloodshot eyes and an ironic smile. I could be angry, but I know that sacrificing some sleep is well worth the chance to hold my little boy. Robbie is not as affectionate as Andy and shuns all motherly affection, so I've learned to take it where I can get it. Still, would one pillow really be too much to ask for?
By:
AvidDreamer
Age:
31-35
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Female
