Hello everybody! I hope you guys are well.
As for me, my oldest daughter almost gave me a heart attack at 3 o’ clock in the morning today! I’m peacefully, sound asleep when all of a sudden something is touching me and this is how I wake up: literally yelling and bouncing off my bed. I don’t know why I wake up this way, but I do and it drives me (and my husband) absolutely nuts. My nerves get shot to hell and my poor little girl is standing there in the dark not knowing what to do. She woke me up because her fingernail was bothering her after she had picked at it and wanted me to cut it.
At three o’ clock in the morning.
I couldn’t see (due to darkness and bad eyesight), I’m cursing in my head, and I desperately want to close my eyes and go back to sleep, but I can’t because my daughter needs me. So I grabbed my eyeglasses and a nail clipper, turned on the blinding light, clipped away that wretched fingernail, and tucked my daughter and myself back into bed.
I remember reading an article a long time ago about this woman who loved to sleep. That was the whole article. She had an immense love for sleep and loathed anyone or anything that took it away from her. She even shuddered at the idea of becoming a mom and losing her beloved sleep. I enjoyed reading that article, especially that part because I knew what she meant. Before I became a mom, I loved to sleep as well and there were no interruptions. Now, a good night’s sleep is rare and I know that I’m not the only one out there seeking sweet, pleasant dreams. From the person who can’t sleep because they’re worrying about their finances or job, to the sleep deprived new mom who has to wake up every two to three hours to feed her newborn child, the single dad who has to take care of his sick child who can’t sleep, or the person who has a loved one in the hospital. We’re all in it together.
Sleep, where art thou?
Please come back!
One day I will sleep again and no, I’m not talking about the temporary kind. That can stay far off into the future, knock on wood. I’m just wanting some good ol’ restful sleep because once that happens, your body and mind feels the difference and you’re hooked. Some nights I do go to bed late and that’s because I want to see TV, but I’m about to be scaling back on the tube time because I’m missing the zzzzzz’s too much.
Good (luck) night!
P.S. Breaking news on the wiggly tooth. My brave daughter wiggled and wiggled her tooth until she pulled it out herself last Friday. The tooth fairy came that night and left two golden, chocolate coins, two dollar bills, and a small certificate. My daughter, without a second thought, generously shared her new gifts with her little sister! 🙂
Take good care all.
Until next time…