I'm trying to remember the last time I slept in. I think its been a year or two ago. Even when I try to sleep late, I can't seem to stay in bed past 8:30. The fews times I've managed to stay in bed that late, I feel guilty. I don't know why. I'm an adult (or at least I pretend to be) so why shouldn't I sleep late? Surely I've earned the right to a few late mornings. My internal mommy clock obviously doesn't agree.
I'm also blessed with children that don't sleep late. I don't care if I keep them awake until midnight, I guarantee they will be awake by 8:00 a.m. Once the kids are awake, my guilty mommy complex kicks in and I have to get up too. I don't know why I think I have to be awake when they are awake. They aren't toddlers that have to be watched every moment. They can even get their own cereal and milk. I'm the same way about putting them to bed. If the kids are awake, then I'm awake. Believe me, I'm a party pooper when the kids have friends sleep over. No staying up all hours of the night at this house. Nope - when mom is ready to go to bed - then EVERYONE better be going to bed. Or else this momma bear gets grumpy!
Once upon a time, I used to stay over with my friends and we would be up at 2:00 in the morning making and eating cookie-dough. I'm sure the parents wanted to strangle us the next morning when they woke up and the kitchen was a baking disaster. Why, oh why, do I have this crazy feeling that I have similar kitchen messes to look forward too???
Today was actually a pretty relaxed day. Watched a movie with the girls this morning. Caleb spent last night and most of today with the neighbor, so it was fairly quiet here. I got inspired this afternoon and painted the closet in Alicia's room. Now I'm waiting for paint to dry so I can put the closet back together and rearrange some furniture. Maybe if I work hard enough this evening, I will be tired enough to sleep late tomorrow.
I know, I know... dream on.
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