Saturday, November 15, 2014

An Ode to Husbands Everywhere

While you were sleeping the baby woke up five times to nurse, or crying, or because they couldn't sleep. Our son woke up once because he peed the bed and had a nightmare. All of the chaos happened around you and you never stopped snoring. I changed our son's sheets, I took care of the baby, there were even a few diaper changes in there.

While you were sleeping I woke up so many times with the kids, that by 3:30 a.m. I had completely given up on sleep. I got out of bed and grabbed my phone, my book, and my bottle of water and headed downstairs. As I am walking down the stairs I am considering all of my options: clean the downstairs bathroom, start the beans for refried beans, peal potatoes for the hash browns you love so much. But instead I sit on the couch in the dark with a cup of hot chocolate and watch my stock pile of recorded shows that I never seem to have time to watch during the day.

While you were sleeping I got our son ready for school and started cooking breakfast. All the while I am thinking of all the ways I would love to wake you up and I don't. I wonder what it would be like to have the ability to sleep through every little sound. To never hear the baby cry or our son come into our room. I wonder why I can't sleep through the garbage men picking up trash or the neighbors loud radio.

I have the Mom super power. This super power gives me the ability to have super hearing. Where I can hear every little noise that the tiniest little creature makes. It means that my children will never be successful in tearing up the entire house while I sleep on. It means that I have mastered the ability to do multiple things at once on very little sleep, and very often while you are sleeping.

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