Lately, young Gabe has been waking up and climbing into our bed at night. It didn't used to be a big deal, but he's bigger now, and there's just not enough room for the three of us. He's decided that he doesn't want to sleep in the middle, so he'll get in on my side and sort of scooch over until I unconsciously give him the room he wants. Then I'll wake up with my arm asleep and me sandwiched between Hubby and a pair of little feet, at which point I'll either take the little feet and the little person attached to them back to their own room, try and roll over and go back to sleep on my other arm, or get up and take my alarm clock with me to the recliner in the living room.
Some time this morning, he woke me up while he was trying to climb in and lie across my head. Yes, across my head. :-\ I don't think he was fully awake. I got up and walked him back to his room, tucked him back in his own bed, and sat with him for a few minutes until he was good and asleep again.
These nighttime occurrences are taking a HUGE toll on my sleep. All I ask is for 6 or 7 hours of UNINTERRUPTED snooze time, and I'll be right as rain.
Am I asking for the moon perhaps? May as well be, huh?
The other issue I've been having is Gabe's need to have me sit with him until he goes to sleep. Like, every night. This cuts into my time to get the kitchen cleaned up (which I really need to do before I lose momentum because then it's not gonna happen) or fold and put away the clean laundry that seems to live in all of our laundry baskets.
Yesterday, for instance, Hubby had to actually load the dishwasher. This is rare, but you know it's bad when he takes it upon himself to do "inside" work.
Heh...yeah.
I'll be ready when day camp and VBS are over. Zeke's attending VBS this year, which he really seems to enjoy, but the hours of 6-8 p.m. are key in our normal routine. Running around town picking and dropping off kids during this time (not to mention the meetings and saw dust nights for day camp), coming home late, eating supper late, showering the kids late, and getting them to bed by 10 p.m. is WEARING ME DOWN!!!!
*sigh* Ok, I feel better. A little, not a lot, but better.
Just 2 more weeks, and the insanity will be over. I am going to enjoy my couple of nights ALONE with my HUSBAND for our anniversary, and then I'm going to enjoy the craziness that is a family vacation to NC for a week in the peaceful mountains.
Really? Who am I kidding?! LOL "Peaceful" and "family" don't belong in the same sentence, my friend. Alas, at least it's a change of scenery.
And now, back to work...
