I have a love/hate relationship with falling asleep with my son at night. (He's a cuddler and we read, talk, sing and then lay in bed together for a little while) It gets sooo comfy and relaxing. I really cherish this time because I know at some point I won't get it anymore. On the plus, it makes me go to bed early, sometimes too early. But then I am faced with the big dilemma.
When I wake up at 2ish, do I move into my own bed, with my husband (fight the dog for my spot, go to the bathroom, and then wait....) or sit tight and fall right back to sleep? I usually can't go back to sleep once I get out of bed- any bed. So here I am, 3:33 a.m. on the computer after being awake for over an hour. If I don't fall asleep with him, I'm wired, overtired I guess, and don't go to sleep until 11 or 12. The babe is always up by 6:30, with BB up around 7.
The best bet is to just not fall asleep with him, and then go to bed early. A HA! Brilliant, no?
I drool when I hear mom talk about how they had to wake their kids up at 8 to leave the house on time. Or how they all had a lazy morning.... sleeping until 9:30. seriously? I haven't seen 9 a.m. as a wake up in years. I was pretty excited when we finally got BB to sleep in.... past 5:30 a.m. So I stagger out of bed to "MMMMMAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMAAAAAA! OH MAMA!! MAMA!! MAMA!!" she wakes up yelling. such a pleasantry to start my day. Gimme coffee... now. The worst part is even if I punch G to get up and get her for me, I'm either totally awake by that point, or he does get her and then I can't go back to sleep due to the noise. Our rental has old, cheap doors that don't block much noise. It's a lose/lose for me.
I guess my mind starts to race about all the things I just didn't get to during the day- which always seems to be a ton. Tonight I realized the momma-teacher isn't ready for school tomorrow. hmm... can we call doing returns at Kohls and Tarjay a field trip?? We did read Llama Llama, Mad at Mama and thought maybe we could re-enact the book. (they go shopping together, llama hates it, but then they get ice cream). hmm.... then I would be fighting my WW points. damn. I was going to switch our days to M/W this week instead of T/TH since we have a company this week.
What I really need is a planning retreat, you know like the big companies do (or used to at least when they had more money). 2 weeks would be great, in a mountain cabin. I would have cable TV and internet, but only outgoing calls and emails. There would be a great little market walking distance with cheap wine and a fantastic deli. Oh, and a huge porch with a bench swing.
The first week I could sleep in a bed all by myself, whenever I wanted, watching MY shows (not noggin, not discovery kids, NOT ESPN) Go into total nesting mode. I would survive on tomato and cheese sandwiches and cereal. Oh and coffee and media lunas from AR. The second week, after I was all rested, I would practice. Practice doing the laundry, clean house, planning menus, cooking on a schedule, doing research and lesson plans, counting points, doing flylady --- without other people around (i.e. my family) messing up my system! After these two weeks, I would be golden. really.
Life just gets in the way sometimes doesn't it? ;) So my modified verison of this vision of "My Life" is scaled down. Try my best to have a happy, healthy, smart, involved family and maybe less dirty dishes. and coffee. lots of coffee.