We’ve all seen those cutesy t-shirts, right? As if by becoming mothers we no longer need sleep, nor are we entitled to sleep, so to make ourselves feel better we tell ourselves only weak mothers get “enough” sleep. I know it’s all meant to be a joke, but I’m not in a joking mood these days.
I’m pissed off beyond words.
I don’t think I’ve had a full night’s sleep in 6 years. I don’t think I’ve had a night of just me (and Ches, of course) in my bed in 2 years. I don’t know how much longer I can do this.
Oh, and if I hear any “advice” like “you’re the parent. Just put them in their bed” then you may just have an “unexplained” murder on your hands. Because I do put them back in their beds. Again and again and again. If I want any kind of sleep, it’s just easier to let the kid stay in my bed so he’ll stay asleep rather than wake up every 30 to 40 minutes, getting me out of bed again and again. I don’t want to be told to let them cry it out. You wouldn’t try it either if, after the first several times of CIO the kid cried for an hour or more. Take into consideration that the kids share a room. They wake each other up with their crying, and then I have to deal with not one but two non-sleepers. And then three. And my husband has to be up before the crack of dawn to get to work and deal with a bunch of surly teenagers at 630 in the morning, so having kids keep him up in the middle of the night, night after night, is not an option, either.
Super nanny, you are welcome to try. You are welcome to fix my house hold and get me some sleep. But when I try these various methods, it doesn’t work.
I’m exhausted and cranky. I am not particularly fond of my children right now. And I’m sure there are a million I told you so‘s out there, but I dont’ want to hear it. You really want to help? Come pick up my kids and let me have a 4 hour nap. And if I offend someone because I’m so on edge, I’m sorry. I really am. I’m tired and seriously can’t control my attitude right now.