By Caustic Mom
I knew having kids would mean less sleep. I just didn’t realise it would mean a decade of it.
Too pregnant and uncomfortable to sleep.
The newborn won’t sleep.
The toddler sleeps erratically.
Pregnant again – see too pregnant and uncomfortable to sleep.
The newborn won’t sleep.
Dammit. Pregnant again. No sleeping.
The newborn won’t sleep.
The toddler won’t sleep.
The nights the toddler sleeps, the preschooler has bad dreams.
The nights the toddler and preschooler sleep, the oldest has a fever and is up all night.
When they all sleep, the dog has the runs.
I’m working out after bedtime to lose the baby weight and can’t fall asleep from the adrenaline.
Nine years and counting.
Someday I’ll sleep, right?
Right?