My name is Jenn, and I'm a 27 year old married and babied chick. In addition to a husband, a seven year old daughter, and a five year old autistic son, I also have four cats, three hermit crabs, two frogs, a few fish, and one snorty little Pug. I work from home doing a variety of writing and even some web design. I love blogging, digital photography and web design.
Since motherhood, the one thing that has suffered the most is my sleep. 99% of the time, I just don’t get enough. What is it they say? Something about for every hour of sleep you lose, you shave off five minutes from your life? Hmm. By my calculations, I’ll be dead by the time I’m sixty.
I just put Ryan, my one year old, down for a nap. The boy plays hard! It gets to the point where he’ll fall asleep sitting up, such as now, when he was finishing his lunch. Many other times he rocks (against a wall or piece of furniture or me) himself to sleep. Alyssa, on the other hand, doesn’t like to sleep. She fights her naps a lot of the time, and there have been a few nights where she literally ran around and played until she dropped to the floor and fell asleep right then and there.
You know, there are days when I embrace motherhood, and other days where I chug through it, and berate myself for not taking advantage of my pre-child days when I had the chance. When Dan and I lived in Pittsburgh, it was just him and I, and five cats (yes, five). Did we go on wild dates? Did we eat out every nigh? Did we catch the newest movie at the theater? Did we have hot, raunchy sex with strawberries and whips at three in the afternoon on the kitchen table, or against the bathroom door? No, no, no, and definitely no! God… if we had known then what we know now. Now it’s sleep OR sex. I went to the movies last night for the first time in a year and a half. We haven’t been out on a date since July.
Whine!
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