Thursday, November 20, 2008

I'm tired.

My wee babe is a pretty decent sleeper. For the last several weeks, I've been getting at least one 4 hour stretch at night. Which is way more than I ever got with my older kids when they were teeny. However, when the other two were younger, life was slower. We didn't have to rush off to school in the morning. Sleeping late meant we were up in time for lunch. life is busier.

Life begins at 6:30. (which is cruel and wrong)

Last night, my dearly beloved was losing his wheels around 6:30 pm. We were chatting on the sofa, when he started to glaze over. His eyes closed. I stopped talking. He said, "I'm still listening."

Sure you are.

I let him doze, and got the big kids to bed.

One little big kid had a lot of trouble falling asleep. He found lots of things to worry about. "What if we have 50 kids, and we don't have room for all of them?" Followed by, "Can we pray about it?"

Certainly, "Dear God, thank You that You already know our future, and that You are in control. Thank You for always providing exactly what we need, when we need it. Help us not to worry."

Between the biggest big kid thinking about scary pumpkin faces, and the littlest big kid worrying about how all the beds would fit into our little house, it was after 9 pm before everyone was settled. Girl in her bed. Boy in my bed. Dad still on the couch. Baby in my arms.

By 10, baby had made his way into the bassinet, and I snuggled next to my sleeping boy in my bed. I left Daddy where he was...thinking that a 3 1/2 hour nap would make for a fitful night of sleep...and secretly thinking that if he were to get 12 hours of sleep, it would give me all sorts of leverage for the next few days. (mwahaahahahhahaa!!)

Morning came REALLY early today. Like 4 am. Do all these people hate me? I was able to sneak in an extra 20 minutes of rest after settling the baby, waking the husband and before getting my girl off to school.

It was on the way home from the drop off, that I decided it was a good time to run to the grocery store. Which we did. And then we got home and I looked in the mirror.

It's too bad it wasn't October 31st.

I'm going to take a nap.


nonna said...

Wish I were next door to come and relieve you for a while ~ maybe you will get that nap in while littlist is sleeping and bigger is watching a movie? I'm praying the rest of the day is good and that EVERYONE gets a good night of sleep tonight = ] I will never believe you looked bad, it's impossible! 1437

Madison Richards said...

You can do this. You can.

You are breathing life and love into the tiny spirits in your care.

Don't give up. Don't give in. And don't ever quit!

peeking out villa villekulla said...

oh.. I love the worries about 50 children. I love his stories. Did you see how he climbed under the table today and kissed baby kate. it was so cute.

zachariah's been afraid of the "scary rack" the last few nights. No idea. Last night Ben had to pray the "scary rack" into the pits of hell in jesus name. He woke up "No scary rack!" And so we prayed to thank God for taking away the "scary" rack.

You know you can drop him off sometime and the boys can play trains and you can nap.