Monday, November 07, 2005

Sleep, sugar and coffee...

Oh it has been a long week. Nicholas has been going back to his usual "I am not going to sleep through the night" routine - which he bloody well should be out of by this point. When he does wake up (at about 2 a.m., just as I am in the middle of a deep, deep sleep) it is to let me know that he is not pleased to be confined to his crib at such an hour. In fact, he is usually so pissed, that he wakes up his brother while yelling and screaming for someone to just PAY ATTENTION to him. One morning last week he stayed awake until about 7:30 am. After five hours of early morning play, he FINALLY figured out that sleep was a good thing. He glanced over at me, ignoring my caffeine induced state of consciousness with a look as if to say "keep the noise to a dull roar, I need a nap".

So by this time, I am walking around like a zombie, and Ethan is getting all excited about preschool. Oh yes, preschool. I decided that I wanted to be an integral part of my child's learning experience, so I signed "us" up at a parent participation preschool. In involves helping out in the class about two times/month, and wouldn't you know it, this month with all the Halloween activities and leftover candy, I have been scheduled to help out a few times. Imaging sixteen three year olds in a permanent state of SUGAR OVERLOAD, and me in a permanent state of sleep deprivation and caffeine shock. What a combination.

Speaking of participation, part of this whole preschool thing involves going to monthly meetings. They are held on Monday nights, which is probably the worst night of the week. In fact, tonight I didn't go. Apparently the guest speaker was a librarian who was speaking on the importance of reading to your kids. I wonder what her reaction would be if she knew my kids current favourites were these....




2 comments:

Leslie said...

Oh my goodness Anna! You're seriously cracking me up. I hope for your sake that Nicky starts sleeping for you.

Celena said...

I know, know, know! you don't want advice (esp from someone who only has one kid who is a baby), but I just feel like I need to say LET YOUR KID SUFFER BY HIMSELF NEXT TIME FOR THOSE FIVE HOURS AND REFUSE TO GIVE HIM THE ATTENTION! HE WILL! WILL! WILL! EVENTUALLY FALL ASLEEP! Ok, now you can come take the ferry trip over and smack me across the face, if you so desire!