I’ve logged more sleep in the last week than a newborn baby. We’re down to one car while Josh gets something fixed on his so there’s nothing for me to do in the mornings but sleep in. This morning I woke up thinking it must be around 9am and I almost put my head back down on the pillow to sleep a little longer, but curiosity made me pull out my phone to check the time. When it said 10:45, I felt like Rip VanWinkleina and dragged myself to the shower to join society.
How do I sleep all morning with a 4 year old? Josie. Camille has been waking up and going downstairs where Josie gets her breakfast, colors with her, and turns on the TV to the show of her choosing. Then Josie cleans while I sleep. It’s all very Downton Abby with sand instead of lush lawns.
I’m feeling much better, but still extra tired. I’m sure that the weeks of waking up at 5:30 to take Calvin to soccer wreaked havoc on my immune system. I was making him go to bed at 8, but then I’d be up until midnight (or later) and the catch up sleep between 7 and 8 am wasn’t enough to keep up. So I’ve determined that at least this week, while I’m still on strep meds, that I’m sleeping as much as possible so it doesn’t come back a third time.
While my mom was here and I was fighting round one of strep, she and Camille put in my garden for this year. I’ve been too busy to tackle the job, but my mom dug in and prepped the soil, planted the seeds, and got things growing. It was the perfect time to do it because ever since she left we’ve had sand and dust storms and have had to limit our time outside.
