Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Interior Designs.

I have already established that the six year old is not an ideal babysitter.
Five Year Old Sitter.
She's a year older now. A year wiser. A year more responsible. Or not.

The baby is teething. It means disturbed nights. I'm not sure if I've explained to you the extent of the love affair I have with my bed. I am the Tiger Woods of sleep.
I would spend my weekends there if it was an option.
I have two children - so, of course, it's not an option.

For me - sleep deprivation has been my biggest parenting nemesis. I do not like my sleep disturbed, I do not like to sleep less than seven hours. I do not like it Sam I am.

Last night was a particularly hard night. I was up with the baby for several hours.
When the six year old woke - I was just getting back to sleep.
I asked her to go play in her room for a while. As I drifted back off to sleep I heard her talking to the baby. I remember thinking through the haze of falling asleep - did she get the baby out of her crib?

Forty five minutes later I wake with a start. Where is the baby?
I run downstairs. There in the living room are my two girls playing.
Relieved I head into the kitchen to make breakfast.

It's a full hour before I see the couch.
It used to be champagne suede. It now has a swirly design. In red marker pen.
I know that this is my fault. I know I can't blame the baby or the six year old.
(Although I might for a few minutes.)

It's actually quite pretty. It matches the design which has coincidentally appeared on the baby's pajamas. After a major caffeine injection and some Googling for stain removal tips I begin the damage repair.

High price for a 45 minute nap.


  1. ugh, no sleep is so tough!!!!!! it can literally make u crazy!!! hang in there!

  2. Hello,
    Just stopping by from SITS! have a wonderful holiday. I love your quote up at the top =)

  3. Oh dear. Washable markers? Hopefully?

    And while I'm somewhat perturbed by your Tiger Woods reference, I am with you on the sleep deprivation thing. I think that's why I stopped at one (child).

  4. I knw the feeling. I've woken up in the morning after my four year old has already been up for a while and found some fun "treats."

    Never a dull moment...


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