April 5, 2011 § Leave a comment
Bedtime still is not going as planned. Lena just waffles from being a good listener to not listening at all, and she’s just figured out if she comes up with fake injuries I go snuggle with her. I believed that she fell out of bed the first time, but at some point I was just like, You’re sleeping in a queen size bed pushed up against the wall, Smalls, and you’re not even asleep. I mean, survival of the fittest, come on.
When Lena falls asleep, the whole world breathes a sigh of relief. And by the whole world I mean me. But that’s how rough bedtime is. It makes me forget everything else that’s going on and I just think that this will never end and my daughter will never go to sleep and I will never sleep again. That’s how melodramatic I am.
But I digress. When Lena falls asleep, all is right in my tiny, tiny world, and I refresh, reboot, and reload. We’re supposed to get awesome rain and thunderstorms in the wee hours of the morning. I opened my bedroom window just a tad, just enough to let in a taste of the crazy weather. A reminder of the forces beyond my control, if you will.