๐ฌโMom, my leg hurts.โ
Both my older two are in my room crying.
Itโs 2 am.
Iโm out of kids' Tylenol except the chewable kind.
Cue instant meltdown. ๐ญ
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Daddy lays down the law: eat the chewable medicine or go back to your room.
The kids take the medicine.
Four in the bed.
Daddy says, "Son, come downstairs to guest bed with me."
Son wants mommy.
Daddy says, "Daughter, come downstairs with me."
Daughter wants mommy.
(Of course, they only want me at night)
Solution: two kids go downstairs in bed with me.
Three in the bed.
Son sleeps.
Daughter sleeps.
I do not.
Just little bits here and there.
Next day = so tired. ๐ฅฑ
Two days later. I have insomnia.
I finally fall asleep in wee hours and get 30 minutes, then
โก huge thunderstorm and loss of power.
Toddler wakes up screaming because white noise machine turned off and thunder is scary.
Kids come up crying because the rain was pounding their window and thunder was scary.
Five in the bed.
It's a real Sound of Music moment, minus singing "My Favorite Things."
Kids sleep great; parents do not.
So the next day, kids rot their brains in front of ๐บ while hubby and I sleep in until 11 am.
After getting everyone lunch, I sit down to work, and
the power goes out.
I play with kids for a bit,
then
fall asleep until 6 pm.
Whole day gone!
But Iโm finally caught up from a bad week of sleep.
Lessons Learned:
๐ Donโt have kids
๐ Donโt let kids in your bed
Totally kidding! (well, mostly)
Real lesson: Showing real love to another by making sacrifices for them is always worth it.
And
While relationships may trump sleep, your body still needs it.
So make the right choice to build those relationships,
then do what needs to be done to recover.
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๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ?