this morning

I got up at 4something. So by 7:30, E was ready to go back to bed. So he did. And so did I. I just put K in front of the TV, and I slept. We got up around 9ish and nursed for a few minutes. I usually leave at 9:15 to take K to preschool, so we’re skipping that today. I feel like I’m playing hookey, but at the same time, I feel relieved. I figure I can either handle both children well by sleeping when we want to and following no schedule, or I can handle the children poorly by trying to stay on some schedule and sleep when it is convenient, which doesn’t always work. So, today, we’re going with the sleep when we want to plan, screw the schedule. It’s not a big deal for K to miss preschool, and she didn’t seem too upset when I told her. I think we might even get to run some much-needed errands.

it’s better

I got the children fed and bathed and put to bed. Without killing them. or me. and even got a second wind myself. Whew. I really wouldn’t be so bad at this if I got enough sleep at night. Or if there were no schedules to keep. Really, either one of those scenarios, and I’d be fine.