It is no secret that Snowflake struggles to sleep. It is just not her thing. We are working on it because as humans Snowflake and her mom really do need sleep. At least I do.
The other night er morning I wake up with Snowflake's face 2 inches from mine. "Mommy my blankets are wet and my pjs are wet and I don't know why. "
3 something in the bloody morning. So I go about changing the sheets and getting the bed all fixed back up for sleeping. Just as I am about finished and we can both go back to Dreamland I twist my ankle and stub my pinkie toe to the point that I rip off the nail and it is leaking blood. I say a naughty word. Not my best moment!
I get my toe clean and bandaged up. By now Snowflake is wide awake. Really not what I want! I just want to take my fatigued, exhausted body that now has extra aches back to bed.
Snowflake is full of vim and vigor. For those who haven't met her, she is sweet and tender hearted. She is fun. She is independent and strong willed. She is creative and mischievous. This is not a personality that you want left unsupervised. If she is WIDE awake, a responsible adult better be as well (or her Mom, whatever. I trip over the carpet & get injured so not sure I am the best, but God trusts me with her).
I did what any over tired Mom would do. I turned on the electronic babysitter.
It seems we both at some point nodded off. I woke up to 2 cats insisting vehemently to be fed. It was 23 minutes before her school bell rang! NOT COOL.
This angel of mine needs TIME in the morning. Not a commodity we now had. We rushed. Got dressed, packed lunch, fed the cats, brushed hair and teeth, grabbed warm outter wear and made it to the car. Just as I parked and we had 3 minutes before the bell I realized, "I didn't feed my child!"
I felt awful. "It's ok Mommy. I'll eat snow on my way to class. "
And with that she went to class for the day. She survived. She ate all her morning snack and lunch. She had a healthy after school snack and supper.
Having a couple day separation now I can laugh. Life is not perfect. My little family is messy. We screw up, but we laugh about it and let the messes and the lessons flavor our lives with joy.
Might as well laugh, it burns calories!
The other night er morning I wake up with Snowflake's face 2 inches from mine. "Mommy my blankets are wet and my pjs are wet and I don't know why. "
3 something in the bloody morning. So I go about changing the sheets and getting the bed all fixed back up for sleeping. Just as I am about finished and we can both go back to Dreamland I twist my ankle and stub my pinkie toe to the point that I rip off the nail and it is leaking blood. I say a naughty word. Not my best moment!
I get my toe clean and bandaged up. By now Snowflake is wide awake. Really not what I want! I just want to take my fatigued, exhausted body that now has extra aches back to bed.
Snowflake is full of vim and vigor. For those who haven't met her, she is sweet and tender hearted. She is fun. She is independent and strong willed. She is creative and mischievous. This is not a personality that you want left unsupervised. If she is WIDE awake, a responsible adult better be as well (or her Mom, whatever. I trip over the carpet & get injured so not sure I am the best, but God trusts me with her).
I did what any over tired Mom would do. I turned on the electronic babysitter.
It seems we both at some point nodded off. I woke up to 2 cats insisting vehemently to be fed. It was 23 minutes before her school bell rang! NOT COOL.
This angel of mine needs TIME in the morning. Not a commodity we now had. We rushed. Got dressed, packed lunch, fed the cats, brushed hair and teeth, grabbed warm outter wear and made it to the car. Just as I parked and we had 3 minutes before the bell I realized, "I didn't feed my child!"
I felt awful. "It's ok Mommy. I'll eat snow on my way to class. "
And with that she went to class for the day. She survived. She ate all her morning snack and lunch. She had a healthy after school snack and supper.
Having a couple day separation now I can laugh. Life is not perfect. My little family is messy. We screw up, but we laugh about it and let the messes and the lessons flavor our lives with joy.
Might as well laugh, it burns calories!
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