Its 3:54 am MST and I am awake. I'm sitting in bed next to my daughter who decided that 2:30am is a wonderful time to wake up. She was awake twenty minutes before her Dad's alarm. Wide eyes and smiles at such an early hour. I myself most like would have been awake anyway as I've come into the habit of checking my fb while the hubby gets ready for work at this early hour. I'd almost venture to guess that insomnia is a woman thing. As I scroll my fb I see so many of my friends who posted no more than three hours before me. Wow! What is it with our genetic make up that makes it so easy to just hop out of bed and roll on through the day. Now I am awake now, but I guarantee that by the time my son needs to be up I will be dragging, I will be making a cup of a coffee a priority and by 2pm I will be unable to stay focused on whatever book I may be reading, or check Pinterest, or whatever. I will be begging my by then very cranky daughter to take a nap to end the incessant crying that I am sure will be going on by the point in the day.
As of this very moment, I don't have a super long list of things I want to do. Mostly little things like get through my daughters in home speech visit. Its at 10am, if I am lucky she will have taken a tiny nap prior to this. Otherwise I will have a very stubborn and cranky 2 year old refusing to do the activities according to how the therapist would like to do them. After that hour is over I will be ready to get her some lunch, depending on her mood, I could be rethinking the rest of the day.
Ah yes you see, I do need to run to the pharmacy, and to the store. I also need to create something for supper tonight, and we are adopting a puppy. Well, he isn't exactly a puppy as he is at least a year old. But I will be bringing this tiny little doggie into our home today. I will be doing this with my daughter who may or may not be beyond cranky. So doggie needs a kennel, and food, and that is a must do before we pick him up. I am excited to become a dog owner again. I am also nervous, worried how well he will take to us.
And even now as I am writing this and looking over the computer screen at the clock I am becoming tired. The cartoons are wearing me down, and my daughter is chatting. It is exactly two hours before my alarm goes off. I like to get up 45 minutes before my son to take my shower and get ready for the day. In theory it is so I can take a quiet shower, yet my daughter is awake and most likely won't fall asleep until 6"30 which is fifteen minutes before her brother needs to be awake.
Kids are a blessing and their little quirks are quite interesting sometimes and other times it is pure survival instincts that gets us through the day. I have raised one child who was like the energizer bunny, I have another child that is so calm and quiet and easy going, and another that is very happy out going and full of squeals. Which brings me to that, has anyone else noticed how much little girls squeal? Loudly and Proudly I might add. My boys shout and they laugh loud and they sometimes talk loud, but my daughter SQUEALS. It is such a vibrant sound, a sound that brings you right on the edge of headache sometimes too. I love the uniqueness of all three of my kids. I love how they each express themselves differently. I love trying to figure out their moods, which I am very often off the mark on. I just plain love my kiddos.
God is not a God of disorder but of peace, as in all the meetings of God's holy people. I Corinthians 14:33
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