Guys, I am a little tired today because one of my three year olds was up until 1:30 a.m. Playing with my iPhone. That same kid just peed on his bedroom rug this morning. And then the living room floor. His twin sister peed on the sofa earlier, so at least everything in my apartment finally matches.
What was I saying? Oh yes--tired. Motherhood is tiring. Luckily I am very good at it. Being tired, that is. I have been tired for as long as I remember. A long time ago, before I had children, I thought I was tired. Then I got pregnant with my first baby and I thought, "Wow, I have never been this tired!" I would follow that up with, "I can't wait to have this baby so I can finally sleep!"
Oh dear God, what was wrong with me?
Sleep is wasted on those without children. Also on the unemployed. I wish that time I had been out of work in my thirties I had thought to perfect my sleep. Instead of trying to pay the rent.
And my whole point is that I am happy to be here, spending Wednesdays with you. There are so many things I will be talking about here--the first Wednesday of every month. I want to share with you the many wonderful lessons I am teaching my kids.
Like that they should love sleeping. That whole sleep thing? Again, wasted on children. Each morning, before the sun has shown itself, while the lights of Manhattan still glow outside our windows, my three children come to my bedside.
And they ask, "Mom? Is it morning?"
"No."
"Is it morning now? How 'bout now?"
"No, it's still dark out."
"Can you show us it's dark out?"
"No."
"Are you sure it's not morning?"
"Go back to sleep. You should sleep until it's seven-zero-zero."
"BUT WE'RE HUNGRY!"
And with that, we regularly greet the first shards of daylight.
There are other cool things that I do with my children, but I am too tired to remember them at the moment. I am pretty sure I do things other than persuade them to lie down on the couch with me and watch cartoons, so we "can all" take a nap.
I'm looking forward to spending some quality time here talking parenting, almost-parenting, and seriously-that-could-pass-for-parenting. Aside from being forever, insanely tired, we parents have more in common than we don't. Successfully raising, loving, worrying about, yelling at, teaching, and cherishing little human beings requires a place in a community like this. And a sense of humor. And perhaps a discount card at a wine store.
But right now, I am looking obscenely forward to another large cup of coffee before my kids notice I am awake.
Come back the first Wednesday of every month to read all about our guest blogger, Wendy Bradford's life as a mama of three! In the meantime, check out her awesome blog.
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