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Thursday, September 2, 2010

Sleep will come.

It's been a week, not too bad.

I was in SuperTarget this morning, doing a big grocery trip (when you have 5 kids at home, any grocery trip is big, though. Don't let Nik's size fool you.) And a kind, older grandma was behind me, during my marathon checkout. She comments on Cece, what a sweet, tiny baby she is. She asks me how she sleeps at night. Ha! But then she says, well can't you keep her awake in the evening? And my answer? Well, yes. I could. But I've begun taking advantage of her awesome evening nap. It's the most predictable one she takes. I've gotten really attached to her evening nap. Mostly because J usually has the Bigs elsewhere during that time, too. Tues, they went to football. It was just me & the girls. So, I got dinner made, lots of laundry finished, kids clothes ready for the next day, dishes done. I felt very accomplished! Last night, he took them to the gym, for pool play. Me & the girls again. I cleaned, I played with Lilah, I got a yummy dinner in (bacon wrapped roasted chicken w/yellow potatoes - yum), and finished off baking my cinnamon bread. I wrote out my much-overdo thank-you notes, and finalized the baby announcements. (yes, I know how hold she is, be quiet.) At 11:30p, I snuggled in with Ceceboo to watch Top Chef. Because that's for me. Tonight? They're at football again. I'll be switching with J at practice halfway through, because he's got a Fantasy draft starting at 7p. (seriously, who schedules a draft at 7p? Anyone with anything happening in their life, is busy at 7p). But still - dinner will be ready, house picked up, kids clothes ready. It's nice.

So yes, I could get her to stay awake. But I guess, I choose to be tired & deal with the exhaustion that comes the next morning - because it allows me to provide the kids with the time/attention, the little things, that I'd rather them have right now. Sleep will come.

Same with the mornings. J would let me sleep in every morning (Cece allowing). But I get up (and J gets up, to hold Cece while I fix breakfast, and clean-up the morning damage), at 7:15 every morning, to make hot breakfast 3 mornings a week, to make sure they're ready to go, their clothes look decent. They have the right backpacks. And we go outside to see them off, and wave as the bus pulls away. I can't begin to tell you how good the bed feels at 7:15a, when Cece has decided it's time to sleep, and we've been up for a few hours. It feels like heaven. But, I know how wildly Ethan waves from the bus, when he sees Delilah, Alex & I waving goodbye. It's so worth that moment. So, I guess I live my life day to day, nights are optional. But, that's just for now. I

Sleep will come.

But not tonight. Because I have my first Fantasy draft at 10p. Ouch.


Misc. notes: (brought to you, tonight, by Cecelia's evening nap)

J says if you let Ethan make up a song, it's only a matter of time till he overuses the word diarhea in it. I think once constitutes "overusing".

Lilah learned to shut doors (like, with the handles). She was in her/the boys shared walk-through closet today for 10 minutes, because she shut both doors. When I found her in there, she was trying on shoes. Such the girl.

When the cinnamon bread finished baking, Alex said "Mommy, can I eat some of what I smell?".

-R