This week was a crazy one. I don’t feel like I sat down for longer than a minute all week. It was a nice week, but just busy busy busy. And I got to bed each night between 12 and 2.
So last night, we watched a movie (SpyKids) and then put the kids down at 7. By 7:30, we were in the bed too. Asleep before them. I woke up at 9 because the phone was ringing and 4 had apparently decided to get in our bed before he’d fallen asleep. So I scooted him over and went back to sleep. Up at 3 to give 5 some cough medicine (Seems like someone is always coughing around here) and then back to sleep again. Didn’t wake up again until 8:00 when 4 was screaming and running up the steps because he had dropped something heavy on his foot.
That’s a lot of sleep.
And it reminds me of before kids – when I worked full-time and never slept. And as a treat, I would usually get home early from work on a Friday (like 5 or 6) and then eat a bowl of ice cream for dinner and then go to bed. Like at 6:30. And sleep for 12-13 hours. And wake up feeling like a new person. I swear I did that every week.
Would you believe that’s the #1 thing I miss about working full-time?
(What a bore my life is, huh?)