Unfortunately we don't do routine well in our home.
I was never one of those mothers that could keep my infant (toddler or teen, for that matter) on a strict or even moderate schedule. Not that I didn't try, a little, I just couldn't ever master it. This isn't shocking for those who know me ... I tend to be a little chaotic myself, so it is no wonder that the babies would follow suit.
Lately though, the chaos has gotten out of hand ... it all started during the Christmas break. Everyone had time off and everyone stayed up far too late - and thus slept in far too late - and maintained a vagabond schedule. Everyone just sort of grazed their way throughout the days ... eating and napping when and if they felt like it ... falling into bed at unfathomable hours.
NOT GOOD! Because we can't seem to shake it ...
Every night last week my children were wide-eyed and revved up until at least 11:30-midnight ... but we still had to get up and go to school, work or just move at 7am!
Frannie is T.i.r.e.d! and slightly disoriented and cranky ...
While AngelBaby does your typical "can I have ... another glass of water, hug, kiss, baby, different baby, story ...." or "I'm ... scared, not tired, hungry, thirsty, gonna barf ..."
LittleMiss is a different story -- she asks questions. A ton of questions ...
"Mommy ... what is 18 plus 18? why is Daddy a Daddy and you're a Mommy? Why did Daddy pay the ice cream man not to come to our house? (???) When will I be bigger? When will you be smaller? (thanks!) Who made darkness? (God, He also made Light) Why? (So we could tell day from night)Why? (hmmm ... so we could sleep at night and be active during the day) Who made God? (ah, oh, ummm .... you should ask Mrs. SundaySchoolTeacher)
In general it is all too deep for Frannie at midnight! Heck it's too deep at 9pm!
Did I mention that I am tired?
WIshing you all sweet dreams ... before midnight.
Frannie
A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in the doctor's book. ~Irish Proverb
You were marked in him with a seal, the promised Holy Spirit, who is a deposit guaranteeing our inheritance until the redemption of those who are God's possession -- to the praise of his glory. Ephesians 1:14
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That makes me feel so much better. Last night I heard voices at three in the morning and I got up to find the kids playing in their bedroom. They hadn't been to sleep yet.
Must be the season for Tired!!! Cuz I'm so tired to.... Here's hoping we both get some sleep!!
Taking care of your kids and being tired is part of the highest calling. You will have lots of time to rest up when you are old. Glad to see you are back. Hang in there.
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