Friday, December 28, 2012
Sleeping In Until 10AM: Is it really so bad?
My kids are still asleep.
It's almost 11 A.M.
I should wake them. But I won't.
I will pay for this.
Oh, and did I mention that I woke up at 10 A.M. this morning.
Attack of the lazy Momma continues. Fridays are my bitch.
Okay, so I know I should feel bad for sleeping in so late because since my middle son has been out of school, I've been lazin' it up. Sleeping in. Staying up really late. It's really bad.
But is it really so bad?
Everyone who knows me knows I'm a night owl. That's my ME time. That's when everyone is asleep, the house is quiet, and I get to watch and do whatever I want. When I say that I picture myself doing cartwheels in the living room and eating junk food and watching R rated movies. But really I just blog, catch up on the eighty-seven Housewives episodes I faithfully DVR, and facebook. If I didn't check myself and make myself go to bed, I could probably stay up through the night and into the morning.
Anyway, I do feel lazy and a little ashamed about telling the general public that I slept in until ten o'clock today, but then, you know what...I actually really DON'T FEEL BAD AT ALL!!!
My youngest, who is now three, used to scream at the top of her lungs before bedtime. For about the first six months of her life she released blood curdling screams before bedtime, which was usually like midnight. And then she was an early bird until very recently. She was up at five in the morning. Six in the morning. As if the world functions at that time. I think I clocked 4:59 AM one time. How is that fair?!
And then my second son has pulled his share of all-nighters. Non stop crying through the night due to an ear infection.
But this isn't a complain-fest. This is retribution.
I've put in my time. I've stayed up all night. I've functioned
sleepwalked through days going on three hours of sleep. That will probably be in my future. I would put money on the hard truth that my all-nighters are far from over.
But FINALLY I can sleep in. Because my kids are sleeping in.
AND IT'S GLORIOUS!!!
And just so you know, while I was basking in the gloriousness, my youngest daughter - the early rising screamer - finally woke up and requested Cinderella watching while bike riding in the house, or playing with her brother's train set. Maybe all at the same time.
End Lazy Momma.