I Need Sleep!!

I am sooooo tired.  I know, it’s something that you hear every day from moms, especially working moms.  But really, I am tired!  After two days of driving, four glorious days in Charleston doing nothing, two more days of driving, and three nights of a non-sleeping two year old, this mom is tired.  All I want, all I need, is one good night of sleep.  Really, that’s all I ask for.  I want to go home, prop my feet up, watch a few hours of my DVR’d shows, and crawl into bed, to only be woken up by the alarm tomorrow morning, not a screaming two year old at 1:00 in the morning that won’t go back to sleep unless you lay down with him.

To set up my plan of sleep, I tried to talk with my son on the way to work this morning, explaining to him that he needed to sleep in his big boy bed, that mommy was tired.  He responded, “I’m not tired.”  And I said, “You should be.  You don’t sleep well when you sleep with mommy and daddy.”  To which he said, “Yes, I do.  (when did he figure out he knows what’s best for him…..) Looks like another sleepless night for me.  Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday.  I don’t think I could make it through another day!

I need a Wife!

I ask myself this everyday, "How do I get it all done?"  I've got the basics down, and now that I'm getting a lot of help from my husband, laundry is under control.  Here is the dilemma...my kids!  Now, don't get me wrong, I love them dearly, but boy, they sure do make a big mess.  From the playroom downstairs, to their clothes, the bathroom (really, is it that hard to wipe your toothpaste off the sink when you finish brushing?) and there is only one of me.  My husband is the world's worse at playing when you should be getting chores done (if anyone thinks that their husband is worse, I want to hear stories!!) so he doesn't help in the time management of it all.  He says, "Don't worry about it.  I'll get it tomorrow." Then tomorrow comes and goes, and the mess is still there.  I know that parenting has changed a bunch since I was young, but I remember doing chores.  Everyday, I had to set and clear the table.  Make my lunch.  Help fold laundry.  Dust/vaccuum/clean the bathroom on the weekends.  At the time I thought that I had the meanest mom ever for making us to all of the housework.  As a mom, I understand where my mom was coming from, you have to ask for help if you are going to keep up with the clutter.  Is it wrong of me to give my children age appropriate chores to help me out around the house?  Am I the mean evil step mom if I ask my stepson to help out?  I don't think so, but I am sure there are some differing opinions out there.  Oh, well, until I can afford a full time housekeeper, the kids will have to do!