You know, I might have said this before, but it bears mentioning again. Does quality of sleep matter if it is interurupted? I mean, I was very tired again this morning, and needed coffee to even get started. I had a relatively good night’s sleep…I thought because Neeners only got up twice. But then I thought about it some more, and Morella got up once needing to be tucked in, I woke up another time at 3:00 and then a fifth time when Tim started talking about 5:30 with India, a 6th time an hour later hearing Tim and Morella have breakfast in the kitchen at 6:30 or 7 and then finally at 8:00 when Neeners woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
In sum, I went to bed late at 12, got woken up six times … would that really matter? Probably. If I think about it that way, then I haven’t had a night of interrupted sleep in at least 2 1/2 years. I almost said four year’s but Morella was a good sleeper until she was almost 2.
What did we do today? I took a shower. I got everyone dressed and snow dressed (and realized we forgot Morella’s snow pants at my brother’s up north, so I subbed in a size 4T snow pants that needed to be rolled a lot) so I could take the girls outside. It was still snowing lightly and there was a few inches of fresh snow to play in. Morella loved being outside, I took her for rides in the sled up and down the side walk, and Neeners…well, Neeners just cried. She cried for about 45 of the 50 minutes that we were outside. Finally I had enough and gave up shoveling to take them in and warm up with hot coco. Morella gulped hers down as fast as she could and wanted more marshmallows. Neeners wouldn’t touch her. In fact, it seemed like she was almost falling asleep. I then put her down for a nap and she slept for 3 hours.
Meanwhile, I took Morella out with me to find some snow pants. It’s about time I had a pair. First I tried Farm and Fleet but the only women sizes they had left were a ridiculous 3X — which even Morella said “Mommy, you are too little for those.” I ended up at Dick’s. The highest they had for women was large — but it was too short, apparently Large men have no boobs, so I ended up with a men’s XL, thankfully you can crank the adjustable straps pretty far…so hurray! I have snow pants! While at the mall Morella and I went to Barnes and Nobles for a snack. She choose a cheesecake and gobbled most of it up by herself. Then she told me that they had trains and a train table and that we should go over there to take a little break.
So we did. They have a big Thomas the Tank display warring with a Disney Princess display of various books and toys right by the train table. Morella, after awhile, began browsing through princess books and selected three. Two of them were the same — Princess paper doll books, and a princess coloring book. I told her she couldn’t have any more coloring books until all of her were filled up. She kept that in mind when I said her time was up and we were leaving. She picked up the two paper doll books and started to follow me. I, in turn had “The Mitten” which I wanted to get for the girls. I told her she needed to put those books back. She said ‘It is for your birthday. They are presents.” I said “That is very thoughtful, but my birthday isn’t yet. We aren’t getting those right now.” Cue crying.
I offered for her to carry my book, but she said no and cried some more. I said “Fine, then we won’t get that either.” She stopped crying and watched me put my book back and we left.
Later on, when we were home, she said “I am ready to hold your book now.”
“What?” I asked.
“The book. I am ready to hold it now. You can read it to us.”
“I put that book back Morella, because you were crying,” I replied.
“But I am ready to hold it now a little bit,” she said.
“Maybe next time. I don’t have the book anymore.
Hochunk language was overwhelming, but the language instructor’s wife makes excellent cookies and coffee…so that sure helps focus. I could tell Tim was out of it. He had a long day at work, and is still sick and tired. I did my best to keep up and try and figure things out. This week I have a feeling of …adventure when I think about it. I am going to try and keep the “puzzle” perspective to make it fun.
Holiday eating and midwinter blahs, plus being stuck inside is catching up with me. I need to stop eating so much. I want to exercise, but I lack the gump to really get started. Time is so precious… I have decided to take the girls outside more though and just ignore Athena’s howling. All that fresh air is bound to be good for her.
I’m losing this post…focus…..focus…..