12:00 am - My husband arrives home from work, goes upstairs to decompress.
1:00 am - Husband is ready to go to bed.
1:15 am - I go to bed and read to help my brain slow down.
2:00 am - I put my book down and try to fall asleep.
2:30 am - My son wakes up and wakes us up.
2:33 am - I put my son back to bed.
2:33:32 am - He's back up.
2:34 am - I put him back down with a stern lecture.
2:35 am - I start reading again to, yet again, help my brain slow down.
3:00 am - I put my book down and try to fall asleep.
3:30 am - You-know-who wakes up again just as I started to doze off.
3:33 am - He's back down.
3:33: 18 am - I don't even make it into my bedroom and he's up again.
3:34 am - I give up and climb in bed with him. Thus begins half an hour of him twitching, kicking, picking up toys, etc until I get thoroughly fed up and leave his room with stern words flung at him.
4:02 am - He's up again. This time I threaten him with Daddy.
4:35 am - Up again and Daddy goes in.
4:36 am - I'm too annoyed to sleep so I begin searching the internet for a good deal on a stun gun.
5:30 am - I lay down and once again try to fall asleep.
6:24 am - He's up again for the day and I start muttering very un-mommy things under my breath.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
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I've found that duct tape works well on these occassions :)
This will not last forever, I promise. I'm the mom of four.
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