Enjoy the Silence
Last night there were no Bulldogs snoring louder than a herd of Harley Davidsons roaring through town.
Last night there were no cats crying shrilly to be fed. Again.
Last night there were no Havanese restlessly trolling the bed in search of an even comfier spot.
Last night there was no husband sprawled diagonally across the bed with the blankets tightly tucked far away from me.
Last night there were no chubby preschooler fingers intertwined in my hair as tiny little preschooler feet kicked me in the shins.
I had to go all the way to Chicago (for work) to do it, but last night? Last night I got to sleep without interruption. Wooooooo!
I did, however, kinda miss waking up to this face.
And by "kinda," I mean I missed it a lot.
Reader Comments (10)
No doubt.
No matter how much those things dig into your life (or side, or shins, or...), they are definitely a good part of what makes daily life what it is.
And are sorely missed when you have the option to step away from them for a night.
Rachel & I like it when we get a night or day to ourselves, just the two of us, but as we are headed home, we are always glad to be returning to the joys of whining and poking and stubbornness. We wouldn't have it any other way. :-)
I bet she misses you immensely, too!
Enjoy the breaks while you can! There's no harm in that, and it won't take away from any of your Super Mommyness. You need your rest too, don't forget that.
I'd miss it, too. But, I'd be enjoying the silence and the sleep more :)
I'm glad you were able to get a good night of rest. Back to your sweet girl today? Happy weekend!
p.s. loving your new look! :)
I complain A LOT about needing a night away - a night to sleep alone, without inturruption, to eat a meal without having to get up 3 dozens times, to pee in silence - all of it. The reality, however, is that I would miss all of those things - A LOT. Kids are evil little brainwashing geniuses.
I find that whenever I travel for work, I THINK I am going to get a great night of sleep. But instead I end up tossing and turning all night long.
I like to get away so that I CAN miss my children. It makes things so much better when I return. :)
I went to the doctor yesterday... alone. It was insane how quiet the room was. I didn't want to breath. It just seemed ODD.
And then I WAS FORCED to speak to the bloodpressure taker/ aka almost kinda nurse because of the silence.
I think she thought I was crazy.
xoxo
supah neighbor extraordinaire
It's the same way for me by the end of my "off" weekends. I wait impatiently for two weeks to get 2 nights of "good" sleep - and then I want the rugrats back. Darn that oversized heart of mine.