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| Ah, the sweet bliss of baby sleep. P at nine weeks here. |
So I woke up this morning at three. This is a regular occurrence for me in the last month. I'm not sure what the nocturnal significance of three bells past midnight is (I shudder to think of Scrooge's third visitor, who comes "in his own good time," but who has to--chronologically thinking--show up after two but before dawn, right?), but, for whatever reason, that's what it is. Most times I visit a man about a horse (thanks to Papa for that line), return to my wonderful pillows, and zonk out for a few more Z's. But not today.
So I just worked my Saturday flex hours, and I feel--accomplished. At least if I go back to sleep now I won't worry about how to cram in two hours of tutoring later in the day, which is already full of plans (clean the house for the Open House, clean the house for the Open House, clean the house for the Open House. Oh, and clothe, feed, and take care of the boys while doing that. Okay, NOW you know why I couldn't go back to sleep).
I've made the mistake too often in wee hour sleeplessness to twaddle away time. Bible reading doesn't count; that's never a waste. But surfing blogs for hours? Reading anything but the Word (weeeeell, the intro to The Book of Concord was okay, I think)? I always uneasily succumbed to slumber after such activities, wondering if I could have been doing something useful. And knowing that later I'd be so exhausted that my insomnia would inflict double-pain: I'd lose precious daylight hours to accomplish anything, especially following a normal routine for P and S. (Amazing how Mommy's sleep patterns affect kids!)
So now I'm blogging and thinking I should return to bed before the magic hour of six, when--I suspect--little boys will be rising. Because toddlers (or infants, or newborns, or even teenagers, given the circumstances) know no rising-hours difference between weekday and weekend, Friday or Sunday, vacation or at home. And this is good. At least their sleep patterns are predictable. Mostly.
2 comments:
Just my opinion, but sounds like hormones. Just like when you are in menopause. Not fun. Awake and unable to sleep....I know
All of this is common for parents of young children, early rising etc. So glad mine are grown and enjoying the pleasures we all had with their growing up :) and not sleeping. (Maybe too much sleeping during the day, or too long?) Oh, E just realized it was your a big birthday for U ! a special one 30!!! U are now half my age ;)It goes fast enjoy it!!!
Thank you, Anon. I think you're right about the hormones; I vaguely remember this happening with the other two as their due dates approached. I always thought it was God's little ingenious biological way of preparing me for midnight (and 2, and 4, and 6...) feedings. :)
And thanks for the birthday wishes, too! 60 seems not so far away, now that the first 30 have passed so quickly!
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