The Goob put Binks to bed at 10 pm for me last night as I gratefully sunk into bed.
From 3:30 to 4:40 am I tried everything but nursing to get him to sleep again and finally succumbed.
Something woke me up at 6 am and I lay there wondering if I should try and show the self-discipline to wake myself and my kids up with the 6:30 alarm--"early to bed and early to rise" and all that jazz going through my head--when my decision was made for me. Wonder baby started fussing at 6:17 am.
All my Amish resolve and wisdom for the past week, along with years of attempted commitments to just "roll with it," go out the window at this little adversity. Here I am on this computer, trying to pretend that I am not tired, not deep and fumingly angry at this innocent little lamb. Ignoring him and his happy bubbly sounds as he wanders the house and as I wish I could just have a few hours more of sleep. Knowing how unfounded and selfish my anger is.
I have been getting better but I guess this anger/entitlement thing isn't rooted out yet.
From 3:30 to 4:40 am I tried everything but nursing to get him to sleep again and finally succumbed.
Something woke me up at 6 am and I lay there wondering if I should try and show the self-discipline to wake myself and my kids up with the 6:30 alarm--"early to bed and early to rise" and all that jazz going through my head--when my decision was made for me. Wonder baby started fussing at 6:17 am.
All my Amish resolve and wisdom for the past week, along with years of attempted commitments to just "roll with it," go out the window at this little adversity. Here I am on this computer, trying to pretend that I am not tired, not deep and fumingly angry at this innocent little lamb. Ignoring him and his happy bubbly sounds as he wanders the house and as I wish I could just have a few hours more of sleep. Knowing how unfounded and selfish my anger is.
I have been getting better but I guess this anger/entitlement thing isn't rooted out yet.
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