Sleep is something I am not allowed.

Okay so I never get to sleep.  And I am not talking sleep in, I am talking sleep period!  There is this cosmic presence hanging over my bed that constantly pokes, prods, tickles and crawls all over me after my eyes close!

I have tried meditating, tried pills, tried waiting up until I am exhausted! I still tossed and turn, hurt and ache, itch and scratch until morning.  And that is if my son lets me sleep until morning!  Most of the time he is up before the alarm clock goes off and often hours before.  Some nights its getting him to sleep and I am up half the night doing that, others it is waking up way early and I have to get up and make sure he is okay.

But honestly, somewhere in those  sex ed or home ec. or whatever they are calling it these days, they should have a huge banner that reads as thus:

IF YOU HAVE CHILDREN YOU WILL NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!!!!

This is just a simple fact that they really don't let you in on.  Oh sure, they say  "you aren't going to be getting those extra hours of sleep for the first few months". Or "it will be hard until your child learns to sleep through the night". No. What they don't say is that if your kid is the least little bit hyper you are always going to be up before the chickens and not go to bed until midnight or later!

I don't understand what it is, why my son never sleeps. But if anyone would like to experience this kind of exhaustion, I suggest babysitting my son for a couple hours.  After all the chasing, running and saying "NO Don't do that" you will be just as exhausted as I am on most days.

One day I will sleep past 6am, maybe I will even make it to sleep past 5.  Oh my gosh I would love to go to bed at like 8pm so that even if my son gets up at five I will have gotten some sleep!

Sister and the Christmas Nightmare

Okay well my sister, Lets call her Cathy, has always had to have a real Christmas tree. I have no clue why she doesn't break down and buy a fake one that doesn't require trimming and a stand and all the mess. Truth be told she should because she is very much OCD and likes things to be clean and right.

That being said she got her real tree and decorated it so nice and pretty. She always does a good job being meticulous as she is and its been up for a few days. The presents are all wrapped up nicely underneath, ready for Christmas morning.

Well, here it is, six days before Christmas, and her tree is in the back yard, ornaments still attached, along with the Angel that has topped her tree for years. The presents are all out on the porch and refuses to bring them back in. Why would someone throw out their tree six days before Christmas and throw all the gifts outside?
Because her tree was the nesting place for millions of spider eggs which decided to hatch.

The spider babies created a veil of webbing all down the front of the tree and covered everything. Ornaments, the angel, the lights.  Now it is all out in the back yard, tree lights everything.

Now I only wish my brother was there. To hear him scream and cry over the spiders would be the highlight of the year!
I love ya Sister! Merry Christmas!