Saturday, July 24, 2010
Sleep Deprived Saturday
Thanks to my super son John who is 8 months old today, I am sleep deprived.
For the last two weeks, like clock work, he has been waking up at 3:00 in the morning. Something goes off in his little baby brain that says, time to wake up mommy, mommy who is enjoying her sleep, mommy who is exhausted from being up with me in the wee early mornings before. And every day at 3:00 when my alarm (the baby) goes off, I look over at the clock, the real clock and curse it. Then I look over at my alarm clock, who has now pulled to a stand in the crib and is starring at me with the droopy, sleepy baby eyes and I try to talk some sense into this little being. This little being who has decided that testing his lungs and moaning and groaning for my attention, at 3 in the morning has become his new ritual.
"Don't you know it's 3:00 in the morning?" I say.
And he looks at me, pouts and stares with those pick-me-up eyes.
"Mommy loves you but its time to go back to sleep. I'm tired. You look tired. We can play in the morning."
I speak to him calmly and quietly like he is understanding me. Hoping my every word will soothe him back to sleep. I gently lay him back down, rub his back and then I turn over, hoping if he doesn't see my face, he will calm down. I cross my fingers and toes. I barely breathe. And I hold still in quiet desperation praying that he will fall back asleep.
Yes, he is still in our room.
While he decides to get up and play, and feels like he is missing something, my sleep awaits, dreams of laying my head on my soft pillow and drifting off to meet the sand man, wait. I know this stage of sleep deprivation doesn't last forever. But trust me, I won't miss it when its gone.
Here's to another sleep deprived Saturday!
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