Sometimes suppressing the desire to scream at the 2nd hour of the bedtime gauntlet is the thing to do. Simply padding up the stairs, repositioning the blankets so the princesses are line up exactly where they need to be, administering the 5th drink of water, applying unrequested lotion to a little back with unhurried circles and then stroking the confused brow and saying, “mama loves you. Hope you can sleep now,” actually makes you both feel better.
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Three births, two of which passed without the assistance of drugs, and a stinking cast has me howling with “This is hard” and “This itches” and “Blah blah itch.” I am annoying myself with it all, particularly my superhero-like sense of smell. It is as if my right arm has been swapped with a 7 month old, cafeteria sponge that was left to marinade in a vat of sweat and ass under a hot sun before being attached to my person. Putting Finley to bed is an arduous affair as just as I have her heavy lidded and turning for the mattress and got to lay her down, the back of her silky little head passes the fiberglass ripples on my arm and she…
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I was over at Slouching Mom’s place today. You can go take a peek. I’m going to kiss my sleeping babies again.
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I’m sorry. I know there are posts to be written, press releases to be sent out and laundry to be put away, but come on, how can I focus with this right here? Seriously, it’s all consuming this distraction.
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Do you remember the last time you slept like this? That’s a nap the morning after a full night’s sleep. *Short and sweet post for Janet to read or not read as her Reader allows.
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