
Oh my goodness, it was one of those sleepless nights last night. I try to be in bed by 11-11:30 because the twinadoes always get up early. If I'm way overtired, I fear that I will focus more on my needs than theirs and it's not fair to them so obviously I try to stay on top of the motherhood game.
Well, so I'm curled up on my side waiting for sleep to over take me. Waiting... waiting..waiting. It's just not happening. In fact, energy is building up, probably because I'm trying to fall asleep, and then I'm thinking that I need to fall asleep, but can't fall asleep and now, I'm more wide awake than ever. hummm... I poke at Honey for a bit, giggle, then give him a kiss or two...

He is out and now, his deep breathing is just annoying me more than anything...
It was useless to stay there so I got up and prowled around the house. I didn't want to read, I didn't want to knit, didn't even want to listen to music (!!!), didn't want to cook past making myself a cup of tea, I didn't want to do any dusting or cleaning (yes, getting desperate at this point). Okay, okay... I got on the Inner Fire and I sat there, staring at the computer screen. Blankness blanketed my mind. I swear, there was NOTHING floating around in there!!!

So I went to youtube for a little inspiration. Nothing. Imeem??? nope, Photobucket?? three strikes, you're out! So I made my way back to Blogstream and started hitting the random button. By that time I was pretty grumpy and feeling anti-social so I didn't leave comments. And even "haunting" the place didn't help much.
Isn't it annoying when that happens???
And I know, now I REALLY, REALLY have to get to bed and GET SOME SLEEP! I CERTAINLY DON'T WANT TO BE WRITING OR SPEAKING IN CAPS ALL DAY LONG!!!

Sorry about that....
I crawled back into bed to discover that Honey hadn't missed me at all. Now I'm sleepless, overtired and really, really sad. And I know I'm sleepless, overtired, sad and at this point being irrational because I'm working myself into crying. (No, I'm REALLY not good when I'm overtired....) He always moves over to my side of the bed, even if I get up to go check on the kids. Sometimes it's just his arm that he flings out, sometimes it's his whole self. Usually, the second that I start climbing back in, he moves back to where he was sleeping. He doesn't even know it because I've asked him about it before. When we were first married, after the third time he did that, I sort of woke him up and asked him why and he murmured that he wanted to make sure I was there. awww... so sweet!!!

And last night, he could have cared less. (insert ridiculous, way over the top pouty face, here...)
So stubbornly I moved to the further most section of my side of the bed, very cold toes and everything. But I always keep a spare blanket on my side of the bed so I snuggled down in that and eventually drifted off to sleep only to be woken by Monkey. "Mommie? I wanna sleep with you!!!" her very slurred and sleepy voice says. "Climb on in..." And with her snuggled up beside me, we both finally drifted off for a few hours of good sleep.
First thing this morning, with my hands wrapped around the coffee mug that he handed me, Honey looks at me and asks if I'm all right. I just smiled a secret smile, gave him a little peck on the cheek and told him that I was fine, and I am. He puts up enough with what I throw at him during waking hours. I won't add my imaginative thoughts to the chaos

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So with coffee in hand, I will continue throughout my day in hopes to make it at least til 9:00 tonight before I collapse in a tired mass of exhausted energy, and hopefully, Hopefully..I will not have a repeat of last night!
Cheers!~MacKenzie