Ok..I’m deleting this because well…someone might read this and get really angry and stalk me and kill me because I’m being completely irrational and silly.
This one I will blame not on motherhood or lack of sleep but on John Howard.
There.
That feels better.
I’m sorry the posts have been so infrequent of late. My disposition fluctuates between exhausted and comatose – hardly conducive to writing those fun, informative, interesting and humorous entries for which I am so famousblog entries.
I hate to be a whinger because really, isn’t tiredness part and parcel (is that the right expression? you know for a long time I thought the expression was “for all intensive purposes” bwa!….but I digress) of being a parent – but this is bordering on the ridiculous. I do recall reading a comment from a blog (it might have been from Dooce) from a mother getting annoyed with other mothers complaining about sleep deprivation. Her comment went along the lines of “why is a mother’s sleep so damn precious”.
Let me tell you why my sleep or at the very least a couple of hours of UNINTERRUPTED sleep is so “damn precious” to me:
I know eventually the boys will sleep through the night and be able to amuse themselves during the day so I can get a kip here and there but boy am I tired waiting.
