TI-RED

The last few days have been a blur! Not the busy kind of blur where you are going non-stop and don't have a chance to separate different parts of your day with a rest of some sort. No it has been a blur of no sleep. I was telling Craig how crazy I was in my BC (before children) days when I used to stay up late going to a party, staying out with friends, cramming for a test in college, you know young people stuff. We used to laugh at how incoherent we would get and brag about who stayed up the longest and went without sleep the longest. What an idiot I was...if I had known then what I know now about how little sleep a parent survives on I would have tried to sleep it up so to speak. I mean Craig jokes that the sleep deprivation a parent goes through would be a great torture tactic to get an enemy to talk. And then of course couple that with a 3 year old who talks non-stop so much so that you can't even think straight and you have a perfect weapon in war! Here are just a few examples of how tired I am:

1) 2-3am (can't remember exact times b/c they all run together at this point) I change Annaliese's diaper. Wake up 2 hours later to her crying and she is soaked. I change her and realize half of her behind is not even in her diaper! Well at least half of her bottom was in the diaper...poor child.

2) Brendan is having night terrors again at 12am almost every night. I go into his room to be screamed incoherently at and then all of a sudden he asks me, "Mama, why are your eyes closed?"...I think I fell asleep (yes during his screaming something about a movie he doesn't want to watch). I think he was insulted I fell asleep during his ranting!

3) As I call for one of the kids to come help me I call the coffee table about a million different names (like book, kitchen, floor, you name it I said everything but table). Trinity just stares at me like I've lost it.

4) I call each child by every other child's name (including the animals names) and again Trinity looks at me like I'm crazy and you can vaguely tell by the look on her face she's wondering if she should tell me I'm going crazy.

5) The house looks like the animals took over ( and the kids) until Craig cleans it for me on Saturday (yes my husband is awesome) and I don't even care (and I am a neat freak about my house being clean-just ask Craig)

I could go on ...but I am tie-red!