Tired

[la_rainette]

*yawns* Has anybody seen my brain?

You know, having kids has drawbacks. Such as, nights. Nights, people.

This is what a standard night looks like:


11:30pm: you go to bed with your Husband
1:30am: enters Tadpole, who climbs over your sleeping body (ack, finger in eye!) to settle comfortably between you and your Husband.
1:45am: Tadpole climbs out of bed again (ack, finger in ear!) and goes to her room.
1:50am: Tadpole comes back when one armful of fluff toys, and climbs over you to install them in the bed (ack, finger in nose!), then climbs back out over your back, as you have now assumed the Hedgehog Protection Position, with your face in the pillow and your fingers covering your ears.
2:00am: Tadpole brings second armful of fluff toys.
2:00 - 2:30am: Tadpole is trying to settle down, turns one way, turns the other way, kicks Husband in the ribs, pushes her head against yours on the pillow. You are a good, brave, dedicated mom and refrain from pulling the pillow from under Tadpole's head and yelling "MINE!"
2:45am: Husband gives up and goes over to Tadpole's twin bed (small, but void of toys/tossing and turning Tadpole)*.
6:00am: You wake up from a nightmare where you were choking, realize you have a fluff toy in your mouth and spit it out.
6:05am: after a quick inventory of the bed (items featured: one tadpole, many flufftoys, no Husband), you endeavour to get rid of some of the flufftoys
6:10am: a flufftoy growls and bites you. You then let go of what turns out to be the cat, who hisses once and then leaves the room in a huff.
6:15am: the racket made by the cat has woken up Tadpole, who now wants chocolate milk.
6:20am: you bring Tadpole her choclate milk. She drinks it and falls instantly, blissfully asleep again.
6:45am: you are desperately trying to fall asleep again, because you know that the alarm-clock will ring soon and you need a little more sleeping time to feel fully functional.
7:00am: the alarm-clock startles you as you were slowly sinking into sleep again, and for a second you have NO IDEA where you are, let alone WHO you are.

And then, you realize your night is over. *deep sigh*

*Don't tell me I should have tried to go first and beat him to the quiet twin bed. I've tried that, see. But wherever I go, Tadpole will follow. Truth is, she simply wants to sleep with me. So I'd rather share a queen-sized bed with Tadpole and all her toys and the cat than a twin bed with the exact same amount of occupants (yes, the cat wants to be with me too.)


And of course, if I want to be absolutely honest, Tadpole is all sweet and soft and smells good, and I know that one day she won't want to sleep with me anymore, so I can't truly say I hate it when she comes over. I just basically wish we had a larger bed, and wish Husband would stay with us. We need a SUPER STRETCH LIMO BED!

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/_skye_/]

Psst: California King, biggest bed around. Will fit 5 or 6 -- and you know I know from experience. Plus? 3 king pillows across the top!

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

*takes notes* sounds good. and yes, I know you know :D

[terrylj.livejournal.com]

Nope. We have a California King, and when Delenn gets in the bed with us, it's over for the night. Of course Delenn sleeps SIDEWAYS (head on my shoulder, feet on Mr T's chest) and Mr T is 6'4". Delenn also comes with stuffed animals, a cloth diaper, and two (2) binkies. One for the mouth and one for the hand that's not holding the cloth diaper. The stuffed animals? Are there just for the irritation factor, I'm guessing. :)

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

*giggles* yes, sideways, and then the parents end up like brackets on each side of the bed, with the kid sprawled in the middle, but they don't quite dare go away in case the kid moves to much and takes a tumble... Been there.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

You have no sleep, but you have the animated Fizzgig icon.

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

SILENT TANTRUM! My favourites :D

Uh, I borrowed it from _skye_ who got it from someone else, I'm sure you can have it too if you like. Skye, is it OK with you?

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

Oh, WAH! Yes, like that, only a little less (Tadpole still needs 8 hours of sleep per night). I just wish she didn't need to hold on to me to be able to sleep... And also, I am not learning a new job at the same time.

I feel your pain, really I do.

[notions.livejournal.com]

Sorry you have no sleep, but omg yes! This sounds so familiar. Except 1. I'm not *in* the bed, I just hear about it (benefits of being just the sister...) and 2. We aren't graced with the presence of fluff toys AND a cat. :D You are just too popular...those who can't snuggle into bed with you dream of you...XD

I suggest a biiiiiiig bed. Or two.

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

Two big beds side by side, I guess. It sounds like a good idea. :D Yes, being a big sister has advantages, one of them being you can keep your bed to yourself! Yay!

[notions.livejournal.com]

If you get two really big beds, you could have the whole family sleep there AND the toys and dolls you could ever want...Some people do get a bunch of mattresses and lay them out on the floor and sleep with their 3 or 5 or 18 kids all together.

And I love my bed. XD

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

Hey, I could put all the toys and dolls in one bed with the cat, and take Husband and Tadpole with me... (Froglet might even want to join in, if we're having a slumber party). Hum. Sounds like a very good idea, actually.

[notions.livejournal.com]

Let me know how that works out ~ sounds loud. ^.~

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

*snorts* yes, it does.

[raesa.livejournal.com]

I sympathize completely.
Occasionally my aunt will ask me to stay at her house to look after her kids (girl, 3 and boy, 5). With their parents gone, they get scared, which is perfectly reasonable, and have decided that I, as makeshift-mom, am more than willing to pull them into bed with me. The slight problem is that I sleep in a double when I'm there, and me plus two kids plus a cat plus a dog plus teddy bears becomes just a little bit too crowded. Especially when they go to the bathroom about thirty times in one night.
But they're the sweetest things in the world. Kids. ::sigh:: You gotta love them.

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

Wah! At least we don't have a dog! (But otherwise, this sounds a lot like my bed...) The only one who doesn't like company in bed in our family is Froglet, who truly likes her own bed, and isn't too keen on sharing.

[raesa.livejournal.com]

Well at least there's one small relief... Although it's such a nice feeling to have little ones crawl in with you (aside from the various injuries/animals/toys that is...)
^^

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

*nods* oh yes. I admit that I like it, too.

[muffytaj.livejournal.com]

Aw man, I would never be able to have kids. The last time my little brother tried to climb into my bed I nearly killed him.

Picture this:

He was leaning over the bed, to prod me awake, when I suddenly surged up and started strangling him, and then kicked him away.

Me: *blinks, looks at little brother choking on floor* Oh. Hi bro.

Him: POSESSED! EVIL! DEMON!

Me: Mrr? *goes back to sleep*

It's always the same. ;.; I would kill any kids that tried to get into bed with me before I even woke up.

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

*dies laughing*

Well, if you do decide to have kids one day ;) your mommy-genes will talk to you, and even if you can still sleep through an earthquake, a simple gasp from your baby will make you wake up instantly.

And you'll be like that for a little while. And then you'll go back to normal. Hopefully, by the time your kid is three and something, he/she will have learned to NOT disturb you in your sleep :D

[muffytaj.livejournal.com]

My aunty genes haven't appeared to stop it.

Maybe I'll just lock the door if I ever get kids ^_^