Am I getting old? According to my kids, I am!
My youngest stated, “Mom, I am the active one in the family. Calfgrit10 sits and reads books. I like to move around.”
My oldest stated “Yeah, and no offense mom, but you and dad are old and sit around a lot.”
My reaction in my head: I sit around a lot?? When do I sit? I rarely sit down!!! Huff huff!
My husband said something with the saying, “You brought everything except the kitchen sink.” Looking at the boys he asked them, “Do you know what that means?”
“Of course not,” my oldest replied, “that is an old person saying”.
Never a dull moment…
I am a nurse, and about once a month I am on call for a 12-hour shift at the hospital. Usually I don’t get the phone call, so I don’t actually have to go in to work. But I was on call last week and I ended up having to go in.
That morning, my youngest woke up at 5 am because of a bad dream. I let him crawl into bed with us, and he fell back asleep. Soon after, I received the dreaded phone call from hospital telling me I would need to come in. I quietly got up and got ready for work. I left at 6:20 and by then my little one was up again.
At 8:30 I received a text from my husband. My oldest is sick with a sore throat and cough. Really? The one day I have to work? What are the odds? He has not been sick in months.
My youngest was so upset. Was he concerned that is brother was sick? Oh no. He had to go to school and he thought his brother would get to play on his DS or the computer all day.
My husband dropped my youngest off at school, and he took my oldest to work with him. My son just read books quietly. After half a day, they come home.
The day went smoothly at home. I normally work every other weekend, so my husband is used to taking care of the boys. I don’t have to worry. My youngest had a good day at school. My oldest missed the next day as well, still because of a sore throat. Of course, I didn’t take him out for chocolate pancakes like his father did the day before. ( ; [Bullgrit’s note: Hey, we had to eat something, and pancakes are soft and easy on a sore throat.]
Work was incredibly busy. But that’s another story.
My thoughts….(never a dull moment).
I am not a fan of the time change. It drives me nuts. Yes, in the summer, I love the longer days but in the winter I dislike the shorter, dark so early days.
Also, it is so hard on the kids. No, let me rephrase that, it is so hard on the parents! My youngest was up at 4:30 am Sunday. The next morning, both boys were up before 6 am. Monday morning they were both up at 6 am. That is a full 3 hours before school starts!! It was the longest morning of my life.
So, I didn’t “gain” an hour of sleep. I lost 2-3 hours of sleep. Let’s see. Calfgrit10 is 10 years. So the way I figure it, in the last ten years the time change had caused me to lose about 40 hours of sleep. (That doesn’t count sleep lost from nights the kids are sick, went to the ER.)
Did I mention I am not a fan of the time change?
On the humorous side: I can see the headlines in the newspaper:
Mother sues government for lost sleep.
“She states it caused her whole family to wake up too early, be very grumpy and fight too much. The mother demands 3 mornings of uninterrupted sleep till 8 am.”