What I am learning: Lesson 1
Last night was one of those nights that just went on forever. My son is sick and my husband was getting back late from a business trip to Atlanta ..... scene now set.
Ethan wakes up at 9pm with a double nose bleed - I am now terribly impressed with the fact that my two year old is having a double nose bleed. Something I have never managed in all my 29 years. So after panicking, sorting out and then cleaning up my poor blood smeared child I thought I all was good for the night and hopefully I would make it to bed early because I was tired. By 11pm I am having no luck and Ethan and I have watched all the good shows on tv and are going to try go to sleep. HA HA I really am very hopeful. Ethan finally goes to sleep in bed with me and my husband arrives home to find his side of the bed has a sprawled out shrimp on it breathing like a demon from hell is about to break loose through his nose. And a wife who looks like a raccoon did her make-up for her in permanent black marker.
We play musical beds all through the night and by 5am I have changed Ethan pj's again coz he threw up on them ... and my bed ... with feather duvet etc (Note to all those newbie parents - its damn difficult to get the puke smell out of a feather duvet, dry cleaners are your best friends.) my husband has now relocated to the lounge couch, Ethan is back in his bed and I am sleeping on a stripped down bed with non puked part of the duvet covering me because I am too tired to move.
Now this is the part where the title comes into play ..... What I am learning is: that whenever I am really tired one of my kids will be up all night long or get ill. So I really should just resign myself to the fact that sleep is for people with no kids or people with kids who are now at college.
Ethan wakes up at 9pm with a double nose bleed - I am now terribly impressed with the fact that my two year old is having a double nose bleed. Something I have never managed in all my 29 years. So after panicking, sorting out and then cleaning up my poor blood smeared child I thought I all was good for the night and hopefully I would make it to bed early because I was tired. By 11pm I am having no luck and Ethan and I have watched all the good shows on tv and are going to try go to sleep. HA HA I really am very hopeful. Ethan finally goes to sleep in bed with me and my husband arrives home to find his side of the bed has a sprawled out shrimp on it breathing like a demon from hell is about to break loose through his nose. And a wife who looks like a raccoon did her make-up for her in permanent black marker.
We play musical beds all through the night and by 5am I have changed Ethan pj's again coz he threw up on them ... and my bed ... with feather duvet etc (Note to all those newbie parents - its damn difficult to get the puke smell out of a feather duvet, dry cleaners are your best friends.) my husband has now relocated to the lounge couch, Ethan is back in his bed and I am sleeping on a stripped down bed with non puked part of the duvet covering me because I am too tired to move.
Now this is the part where the title comes into play ..... What I am learning is: that whenever I am really tired one of my kids will be up all night long or get ill. So I really should just resign myself to the fact that sleep is for people with no kids or people with kids who are now at college.
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