Being a Wife and Mommy has its joys but would not be complete without its share of complications. Two nights ago was no exception!
It seemed like the longest bedtime routine of my life after the longest school day at Howell Elem of my life!
The boys all wanted more stories, more stories, prayer after prayer for good dreams, hug after hug, kiss after kiss (which I don’t take for granted)and lots of shouts down the hallway to me as I took a deep breath in hopes of finding the couch and some coffee asap. As soon as I hit the couch, my neverending night of complications began.
Molly woke at midnight…wanted to cozy Mommy. Put her back to bed. Sat back down. Keat wakes up for a drink (classic reason to get out of bed). Put him back to bed. Sat back down. Molly wakes again with dirty diaper and wants mum mum (bottle). Put her back to bed. I run for my bed to go to sleep in fear of what the rest of the night may hold. I doze off into REM when I wake to Zachy standing over me holding his tummy. “Mom, my stomach has been rumbling in my bed.” Me, “Do you feel like you have to throw up?” Zach,”Maybeeeeeeeee, OH NOOOO!” Me, “RUN TO THE BATHROOM!”
Cleaned that up. Put him back to bed. Molly wakes up crying about her teeth. I give up with putting her back to bed. Finally at 4am. Zach, Molly and Mommy found rest and this is how the rest of the family found us in the morning.