I went to check on Tyler because I knew if the thunder woke me up, it definitely woke him up. I was a little surprised that he wasn't in my face with Captain America. I found him curled up in our recliner in the living room with his hands over his face.
As I rushed to his side to comfort him, he looked up and through his hands, he said, "Mama, ....scared...it get me." My heart broke for him. He was too scared to even make it to our bedroom. I assured him it was just thunder and rain and that it was actually fun to watch the lightening brighten the night sky. To no avail, I tried to get him to go back to sleep, but the thunder rolled on and Tyler wanted milk, breakfast, and to get dressed. Okay.
There are two things that make it hard for me to be loving, compassionate, and happy, and they are lack of sleep and illness. I'm on my second round of antibiotics trying to fight off a stubborn sinus and ear infection, and my allergies are haywire. So getting up at 4:00 in the morning means my day is probably going to be a bit challenging, especially considering I don't feel well.
I was ready for lunch by the time I left for work at 8:30. I just had a meeting to go to, and then I rushed home to pack up the kids for a playgroup at 11:30. I popped a benadryl tablet because my allergies were getting bad, knowing that the trade off for feeling better was that I would be part zombie for the rest of the day. They both enjoyed playgroup at Tina's house....she has a huge room FULL of toys for kids of all ages, so it's the perfect place to meet. We got home at about 2:00, and I was sure we would all get to take a nap simultaneously today! Negative.
While trying to get Piper down for a nap, Tyler decided to make as much noise as possible. Despite the fact that I put a movie on in his room for him to have some "quiet time," he thought it would be so much more fun to throw blocks against the wall, to literally SCREAM at Emma when she got near his Sonic Popcorn Chicken (that he didn't really want anyway), and (here's the clencher!) to splash around in the toilet water and then race around the house touching everything in sight. Oh, I was NOT happy.
Piper only stayed asleep for about 3 minutes before the sonic blast of my voice exclaiming "TYLER!!!!!!!!!!!!!" awoke her. Tyler, not used to hearing me yell, froze. After a quick and calm discussion on NOT playing in the toilet, I picked up Piper to rock her back to sleep, at which time Tyler came in with my box of Godiva chocolates (Mother's day treat) sweetly saying, "Happy Birthday..... Happy Mother's Day...." The boy has already learned that a bringing a box of chocolates to a woman can get you out of almost any mess. I was exhausted....we all were, but for some reason children fight sleep. What the heck is up with that?? Embrace it; enjoy it while you can!
I had finally given up on getting either one of them to sleep when Tyler curled up in the recliner at 5:00 and shut his eyes. Great. 5:00 is NOT the best time for a nap, but today....I'll take it.
Tyler at 5:00 - finally napping!!!
Piper at 5:00 and 2 seconds - after I put her down to get the camera to take a picture of Tyler.
I guess a lack of sleep makes her a little emotional too.
It's almost 7:00 now and I can't seem to get Tyler out of the recliner, I've drunk an entire Route 44 diet coke, and I still feel like a zombie, and Piper has still not slept. It's definitely time for Mark to get home.
Me at the end of this day!!
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