… at my children. I finally got out of bed at 5:25 AM because I resigned myself to the fact that I had lost the musical beds game.
Maggie was having a lot of trouble sleeping the night before. She kept waking up and screaming – I thought she was having a nightmare. After the third trip to her room, I finally brought her into our bed at 2:45 in an attempt to get some much need sleep. She did sleep, but thrashed about for the rest of the night. I was afraid she would bounce herself right off the bed, so I kept sitting up to rescue her and never really fell back to sleep. As a result, I was working on about 3-1/2 hours of sleep yesterday.
Last night, I SHOULD have gone to bed early, but the kids were all asleep by 8:30, Homer was playing a computer game and I was trying a new (to me) puzzle, thanks to Shauna, and catching up on some of my recorded shows. By the time I watched the 11:00 news, my head actually hit the pillow at about 11:30. I felt like I had just fallen asleep when Bart crawled into bed with me, soon followed by Lisa. Normally, I would just leave them for Homer to carry back to be when he came up, but at some point they started fighting over the covers, pulling the duvet off me. At about 1:00, I carried them back to bed. Homer came up soon after, tried to start a conversation with me, but gave up when I groaned and told him I needed to sleep.
At about 5:00, Lisa was attempting to crawl back in between me and Homer. I asked her to go around to the other side (beside Homer), but she said she had already done that and Bart was already there. So, she continued to squeeze in between us. Now, I’m not that big, but I do require more than 6 inches at the edge of the bed to have a comfortable sleep. And so it is that I have had the equivalent of one full night of sleep over two nights.
And so it is that I’m afraid I won’t be very nice to my kids when they emerge from my bed in an hour or so. Grrr.