Every once in a while one of the babes has insomnia which means Mommy doesn't get to sleep either. Yesterday that babe was Ben. Lack of Mommy sleep results in a lethargic Mommy, especially in the kitchen. Ben woke at 3 am Saturday morning to pee. After flushing I said to him, "Back to bed kiddo, it's still night night time." He raced back to bed and snuggled in, I turned on the turtle constellation nightlight that lasts for 45 minutes before auto kicking off and I moseyed back to bed.
But sleep did not come. To me or Ben. 45 minutes later I heard his bedroom door open, "Mom! The turtle turned off!" he shouted. I got out of bed and went into his room, turned the turtle back on, snuggled him in once again, and said, "Go to sleep, buddy, it's still night night time."
10 minutes later I hear his door open again, "Mom! Can you find Annie and Clarabel?" "Benjamin, it's 4:00 in the morning, you do not need your trains." "Please, Mom?? Can you find 'em?? Can you find Annie and Clarabel??" his voice getting more and more desperate. Not wanting him to wake Sleeping Beauty, I gave in to his requests, found his beloved coaches, got him back into bed, reset the stupid turtle that really should have a plug in feature so the auto timer does not feel the need to conserve batteries and shut off after 45 minutes and crawled into his bunk with him to ensure he stays quietly in bed and falls back to sleep.
NOPE.
2 FREAKING TURTLE RESETS LATER I gave up, allowed Ben to go play in the living room with the ipad and I crawled back into my bed. It was 5:45 at this point and knowing my alarm was set for 7:00 my brain would not let me sleep. I went into the office Saturday morning like I usually am very excited to do not very excited. This Mama is challenged to function on just 3 1/2 hours of sleep. Running on nothing but fumes I somehow whipped out my best training ever - there is something to be said for delirium - picked up the kids at 12:30 and hit the Wendy's drive through for lunch at Emma's request (she always seems to know when I am weakest and likely to give in to fast food!).
Em got her Wendy's usual, a Junior Bacon Cheeseburger, and Ben requested his usual, a 5 piece chicken nuggets. I was so tired by that time that I actually ordered myself a junior bacon cheeseburger for the first time in over a year and ate it up in about 5 seconds loving every minute of it and not feeling guilty at all! It gave me the energy I needed to drive the 7 minutes safely home - Ben didn't fare so well. 2 nuggets down and he was zonked. I carried him up the steps to the penthouse where he slept until 4:30 when I sent Daddy in to rouse him so we could go out for dinner. (Daddy also knows when I am weak and likely to give in to spending money going out for dinner...)
So my kitchen went unused for lunch and dinner, but I still ran the dishwasher last night even though it only had sippy cups in it. I WAS TIRED, OK? (Actually I put stuff in it to fill it that could always use a wash - the dog bowl, the stove burner grates, the juicer parts that I usually wash by hand because they take up too much space in the dishwasher...)
This morning we fared slightly better... Ben didn't fall asleep until well after 8:00 last night but he slept until 5:30. Which means Mommy, too, was awake and able to give you all some Sunday morning reading. Ben the Rooster.