10.25.2015

Sleep, No I Never Get Enough

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How's y'all's ('y'all's' totally passed spellcheck!) sunday going? Hopefully all is well! Over here at the "B" Hive we have had a pretty great day so far. It's a sunday afternoon so that usually means that I'm thinking about sleep. :) Although...who am I kidding? In these days I'm living in right now...sleep is something I'm always thinking about. Having two high energy daughters and a new baby boy that loooooves to eat, sleep isn't always something that comes as often as I would like. "I love sleep. I wanna wake up just so I can go to sleep again." One million points to the reader who can tell me where that quote is from.

The kids all slept through the night, well...they eventually did after the long drawn out bedtime routines were finished up and we actually got them in the bed. Lately I've found myself getting frustrated with getting the girls in bed. With all of the requests stalling it takes more than the time it ought to for them to be in the bed. There's the typical, "I need something to drink," "Just one more book," and always, always the, "I'm not tired." At the end of the day it is an understatement for me to say that I'm tired, and with my tiredness comes impatience and frustration. I want to shout at them (and I must admit that I have shouted this before), "Please, for the love of everything holy in the world, get in the bed!!!" But on one night a couple weeks ago after we had already put Lyla to bed, Jason, Ava, and I were playing a board game. We usually let her stay up a bit later on the weekend to have some play time just with her. Well after the board game was over it was time for Ava to head to bed. So Jason and I told her to go on up to her room...and she did. She walked up on her own and put herself to bed. At first I was relieved and pleased that she obeyed, but then not long after she was gone I felt really, really sad...and guilty. I thought to myself, "She's only 6 years old! She's not going to ask for someone to tuck her in or stories to be read to her forever, and not much longer as it is." I felt like the worst mother in the world. So I got up and walked up the stairs and into her room. She sat up in her bed and asked why I was in there. I grabbed her and hugged her and told her that I just wanted to tell her goodnight. Right then and there I decided that I was going to try my very best to change my attitude about bedtime. We're only given a certain small number of them with our children anyway, and darn it if I'm not going to try to enjoy them.

I'm not saying that I've been perfect about it since then, nor will I be, but I am saying I'm going to try. So last night...even though it was later than bedtime should be...I read the book Ava chose. Which just so happened to be the longest one she has in her room. She's a smart girl. And when Lyla was calling out my name (still) at 10:15pm I went in to check on her...and got her a cup of water. Now I'm not planning to create bad habits here. There will still be times that I will need to say, "No, not tonight." But I'm going to try to respond in love and with a grateful heart instead of being impatient and frustrated initially. That's a big challenge. Do you have any suggestions to help out with bedtime? If so drop a comment off for me, will ya?

So here we are this afternoon...a lazy sunday afternoon, and you know what I think sunday afternoons were made for? Naps. Who doesn't love a good nap? Ok maybe my kids and your kids don't, but everyone else does, right? Time for a poll. What have you found to be the ideal length of napping time for your sunday afternoon? I'm curious...and I'll be checking the poll results in just a bit...after I wake up from my nap. :)

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How long do you prefer to nap?

2 comments:

  1. Hooray! You win all the points! I knew you would know it. ;) I love you from the heart of my bottom.

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