These numbers are not going to get you off of the island. I think they keep you trapped there.
at 8:30 last night I escorted G out of "mama's bed" and in to his own as he said, "I sink I may have poopy in my pants." it was a trial of letting him sleep with me while Ben is gone/here. It's his big sales conference so he is all but gone. He originally went to bed at 6:40. HOLY MONSTER BALLS YOU ARE INFRINGING ON MY SYTYCD DRINKING TIME. It was an event.
12:30 when M woke up the first time
2:00 when Ben came home
4:30 when M woke up
5:30 when M woke up to poop. Every. Single. Day. And he needs me.
6:00 when I have to get up to get dressed
6:30 M dawg up for the day
6:45 G up
in the middle of there I made some pancakes.
7:45 out the door to work and "school."
8:10 drive through at starbucks.
I need a nap. And a sister wife. And a trip to an island that doesn't know those numbers.
8 comments:
8:30 to 12:30 seems like a pretty good stretch. That's all the sleep you really need, right???? Hang in there, mama - it gets better. :)
Aaaaaaaannnnnd now I want to weep in my diet coke (GASP! I'm drinking aspartame AND caffeine) seeing as how this is my life in the hopefully-not-so-distant-future. Soon, I'll be waving to you in the dark from SC.
VEIS--If only I went to sleep at 8:30 instead of catching up on so you think you can dance and purchasing a new diaper bag/purse on etsy.
Elizabeth C--it's really not THAT bad (all of the time.) PLUS, you'll have about 2 weeks of honeymoon bliss before your baby wakes up :) That is... if he ever comes out.
I highly recommend sister wives...I have two out here. I will sorely miss them when I move back to Texas....will have to start interviewing sister wife candidates in Waco ASAP. Before 6 am here......both boys...every morning....I can't wait until they're like 16 so I can go into their room at 5:20 am and get right in their faces and yell "It's DAYTIME!" super loud. Payback.....
My nearly 3 year old roommate refuses to go to zzzz until 10:30 pm these days..FML.
CDS NO WAY. 10:30? Hell no. Ambien that girl.
Oh. I feel your pain. Coffee. It's our friend.
This post makes me want to cry. Hang in there!
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