My kids are not sleeping well these days. My daughter is having nightmares that make her terrified to go to sleep. Even if she does sleep in my bed she tosses and turns and calls out all night.
My son wakes up every night between 3 and 4am. At one point he was really sick and we went back to giving him some warm milk when he woke up. Now, months later, I’m attempting to break the habit and it’s been…challenging. Last night he cried for over an hour. This week is going to be painful, but I know he won’t stop waking up in the early morning if I don’t stop giving him warm milk.
The only good news on the sleep front is that this week is my spring break, so I can afford to be exhausted.
Yesterday I picked up the house in preparation for a cleaning lady that is coming tomorrow. Things had gotten quite dire and the state of house was causing me a lot of stress. It took me a good four hours to get the house to a place where a cleaning lady could tackle it. That may seem like a long time for a 1200 sq ft house, but it was actually quite affirming. There was a time when one day would not have been long enough for me to get the house in order, so I was pretty happy with how much I got done.
Seriously though, how can I be so bad with socks? Yet again I found them everywhere! Socks are my kryptonite.