Have Children and NEVER Sleep Again

I honestly cannot remember what kind of sleeper I was before we had children, probably because before we had children sleep wasn’t something that I thought about.

Now I think about it all the time.  I even try to take naps on the weekends, but the constant door slamming and stomping up the stairs (because nobody even needs out of their beds until Momma lays her head on a pillow) wakes me up every few minutes.

I tend to worry (big shocker there) and the worry seems to happen most at five o’clock in the morning or when I’m trying to fall asleep at night.  The sleep experts say that you are supposed to keep a pencil and paper by your bed so you can write down your worries and then magically fall to sleep or back to sleep.  If I tried that, I would just worry that I spelled something wrong on my list of worries.

Here’s a list of today’s 5 a.m. worries:

- fight with oldest girl child over her insisting that Emily had to go with her to help babysit nine kids even though I had already told her that Emily wasn’t going … and then they left while I was in the bathroom AND she didn’t pay Emily any of the babysitting money

- declaration by the oldest boy child that he might not join the Marines after all … because evidently being homeless and starving is a great idea

- youngest boy child’s arm …. look at the x-ray I posted a few days ago, that does NOT look like it’s healing

- older twin girl child just had her heart broke by her ex-boyfriend who used to be her best friend before they decided to be boyfriend and girlfriend …. so her 15 year old world is torn apart right now

- the news that younger twin girl child is back with the loser boyfriend who keeps cheating on her ….. AGAIN !!!

- bills

- more bills

- we seriously need to go grocery shopping

- we have almost depleted our stash of laundry detergent

- the toilet in my bathroom is leaking and slowly dying

- the ceiling fan in the girls room is broken

- and oh yeah … world peace

I’ve been assured by my friend Cristy (aka Great White Bitch) that the worrying decreases after the kids move out.  We will see.  I should write THAT down.