It has definitely been a good day. It’s amazing what ten-plus hours of sleep can do for a person! And the silence of not hearing a crying baby and a screaming toddler is pretty nice too. Although, admittedly, I do miss the noise, but only a little. It’s just been nice to have a break and remember what it feels like to sleep and eat food while it’s still hot. What else has been cool is being able to just leave without having two tiny humans tagging along. It was weird, just walking out the door by myself, but still nice!
Now don’t get me wrong, I love Savannah and Austin, but it has been nice to get in bed and stay there unless I have to go to the bathroom! But staying in bed wasn’t that hard last night because I decided it would be a good idea to take down an entire bottle of Riesling. I remember everything I did last night, so I didn’t get plastered. However, I did have a lot of fun dancing in the kitchen and painting. Now, never again will I drink an entire bottle of wine by myself in one evening. Next time, I’ll stretch it over two.
I had fun jumping on the couch this afternoon, just because I could. I see why Savannah loves jumping on the couch more than the beds, but I still have to be a responsible adult and tell her
not to jump on either one. Shoot, I almost fell off the couch while jumping on it. That would be very fun to explain if I did fall and definitely hurt something.
Right now, I’m a 30 year old, sitting in her favorite coffee shop working on this blog and maybe a little more writing before heading home and doing something else stupid like laundry and cleaning the kitchen! I cherish these days. They remind me that I love my children, but I also love my me time!
In the short two years since giving birth to Savannah, I quickly forgot about the sleepless nights situation. Now, fast forward to my precious three-week-old son, Austin, and I’m quickly refreshed on how many nights I won’t be getting any sleep. I mean thankfully, I have enough coffee to run my own coffee shop if I wanted, but still a few hours of sleep won’t hurt either.
And speaking of sleep, Savannah and Austin are both taking a nap right now and instead of being sleep myself, I’m writing this blog and eating the cold chicken nuggets and fries Savannah didn’t want to finish for her lunch. Yes, I’m complaining about being tired, but not taking advantage of a prime opportunity to get some rest. I’m weird like that. Also, I’m enjoying the peace and quiet, save a few grunts from Austin as he passes gas in his sleep. I’m glad he’s cute and adorable!
Anyway, it was about four months before Savannah fully started sleeping through the night. So, I’m hoping that Austin follows the same timeline, but he probably won’t because every child is different. All right, I’m going to go to sleep now. Maybe I’ll get ten straight minutes of sleep before one of my littles decides to wake up!
So, I’m having one of those lovely days where everything feels stupid. I feel like any and everything I’ve done with my writing is for nothing. I just want to stay in bed, put the covers over my head, and give up.
But life doesn’t work like that. Everything I’m doing will one day pay off. That’s what I have to remember. I can’t let a perfectly beautiful day escape me. I can’t ignore the opportunity to add more to a novel. I can’t let the chance to brainstorm a new idea go to waste. I have to keep going, especially on the days I just don’t want to. None of the words seem right, but it’s something written to be edited on another day.
So today sucks. But I’m alive. I’m drinking good coffee. I’m blessed with an opportunity to do some crappy writing. And I have a loving husband and spunky toddler waiting for me when I get home! All is well in the end. Regardless of what my feelings are trying to get me to believe.