Feeds child a wholesome meal of macaroni and cheese, plays Little People and puzzles, and destroys house while playing pirates.
Exhausted from playing he falls asleep at 8:30 pm.
Sleep comes easily.
And he sleeps all night… soundly.
He wakes at 6:45am, to the sounds of his loving wife gently pressing her hand to his shoulder telling him she’s about to leave for work and it’s time for him to get up.
I’m SOOO TIRED! OMG! I JUST WANT TO SLEEEPPP!!!! I CAN’T GET UP YET!!
Comes home from getting groceries BY HERSELF! (Sweet rejoice, heavenly time to get things done without little hands pulling things off of shelves).
Approaches a house with every light and T.V. on and assumes husband has thrown a party in her honour.
But why on a weeknight, and where are all of the cars?
Once she’s unloaded groceries, by herself, and searched house for stealthy party hiders, T.V.s are turned off and she climbs into bed with social media and a snoring husband.
Sleep doesn’t come easily.
She’s up to pee.
The Toddler has lost her soother.
The Toddler needs a drink… just a quick one please mommy.
The cat wants to be petted.
There’s a noise…. is it in the house?
Why WASN’T there a party when I got home? He never throws me parties! I deserve a party. What kind of cake would I have? I don’t think I need any more cake. I think I need to start getting healthier, maybe I’ll work on a meal plan starting tomorrow; I need to write this down.
I swear that man is sick. No one snores that loud…he needs to see a doctor. I’m making him an appointment on Monday. Oh Lawdy, what if he’s really sick? I can’t bear to think that.
*Snuggles in close*
Whispers “I love you”
Husband snores huge and grinds teeth.
He’s so gross. Honest to God! I can’t sleep with him being this gross, STOP SNORING! The Doctor is going to tell him that his diet is unhealthy and he needs to stop drinking so much pop. I’ve told him that he needs to start eating smarter but he doesn’t listen to my advice. Why doesn’t he listen to me?
“Why don’t you listen to me?”
Up to pee.
Back to sleep in spare room.
4 hours of sweet slumber…
She wakes at 6:00 am to tiny hands twisting themselves through her hair and into her eyeballs, “Hi Mommy, I’m awake.”
Is your night anything like this?