No One Does it Quite Like Mom

After a long week filled with funereal things (including the visitation on Thursday, where the only family members present were me and my dad), I spent most of yesterday afternoon after the funeral in somewhat of a funk, and not really wanting to do anything or go anywhere. (And I didn’t realize until this morning that it was Friday the 13th, so go figure).

As Hubby came home from grocery shopping last night, I asked him to please, please, please, wake up with Pumpkin should she wake up in the middle of the night. She’s pretty consistently been waking up around 1:30 or 2 — I know it is because she’s teething (again – freakin’ molars!), and it’s been a few weeks now since I’ve gotten a full eight hours of uninterrupted sleep. Because it’s a Saturday and it’s still tax season, Hubby still needed to go to the office today, but there isn’t a set time for weekend hours, so I knew that he had a little leeway to be a nice guy and let his wife get some sleep. He graciously agreed. He asked me before I hit the hay what my normal routine is for when she’s up in the middle of the night – and I told him. Typically, I’m not up with her for more than 15 minutes (don’t get me started on how long it takes me to fall back to sleep once I’ve tucked her in).

This morning, after exactly eight hours of sleep (ahhhhhhhh…), I got up and trotted downstairs and asked Hubby, “What time did she get up?” He told me 1:30-ish. I asked if she went back to sleep quickly.


She was up for TWO hours.


She’s pretty much just ensured that I’ll never get a full night’s sleep again! My guess is that she got riled up as soon as he flipped on the TV (and I didn’t ask, but I’m guessing if I were to have gone downstairs at 2, they’d have been sitting on the couch in front of ESPN).

Needless to say, Hubby is exhausted. BUT – for a nice change of pace, I am not. So, I’m just going to continue to bliss on my well-rested groove for the day.

Edited to Add: It’s not even 2 p.m. and I’m exhausted again, and ready for a nap again. So much for my bliss.

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Sarah is a book nerd, a music lover, an endorphin junkie, a coffee addict. Oh, and a goof ball. She writes, she tweets, and she sings off key.


  1. weavermom says

    Enjoy your groove!

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