Neurotic Much?
It's 8:00 in the morning on a weekend morning and my children are still sleeping.
Do you think I'll ever get to the point where I won't fear that they are DEAD or VERY VERY SICK when they sleep in?
It can't be normal to worry this much just because they're, hello, SLEEPING. But then again, if I were normal, I'D be sleeping, too.
So, I'm about to do what I always do when I am afraid they have mysteriously been abducted by aliens during the night while I slept. I'm going to march right up those stairs and check on them.
Which will wake them up.
Then, in an hour, when we are in the midst of fighting about what constitutes a decent breakfast (Cheetos? NO.) and everyone is crabby and in horrible moods, they will ask me, "WHY did you wake us UP?"
And I will be unable to tell them that I just...missed them.
Do you think I'll ever get to the point where I won't fear that they are DEAD or VERY VERY SICK when they sleep in?
It can't be normal to worry this much just because they're, hello, SLEEPING. But then again, if I were normal, I'D be sleeping, too.
So, I'm about to do what I always do when I am afraid they have mysteriously been abducted by aliens during the night while I slept. I'm going to march right up those stairs and check on them.
Which will wake them up.
Then, in an hour, when we are in the midst of fighting about what constitutes a decent breakfast (Cheetos? NO.) and everyone is crabby and in horrible moods, they will ask me, "WHY did you wake us UP?"
And I will be unable to tell them that I just...missed them.
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What I want to know is why my children SPRING awake to interrupt my shower on the weekends but dragging them out of bed on any random Thursday is pretty much impossible?
This post sounds like 'If you give a mom a moment' story - If you give a mom a moment without the children, she'll wonder where her children are... lots of stuff happens ...
and then she'll wish she had a moment without the children.
brrr, are you guys really still wearing fleece up there...it was 93 yesterday here!
Good to know I'm not alone in my neurosis.
She was.
Ten minutes later her older sister woke her up. Just had to.
I can totally relate.
(Oh, right. I'm not helping, am I...Sorry!)
(Really, I think that's quite sweet. That you miss them, I mean, not that they may have been abducted by aliens. Unless maybe the alien clones were super-cute and fuzzy, and never asked for Cheetos for breakfast.)
(Clearly I have an overactive imagination. Stopping now!)