…equals I have been getting absolutely nothing done. For all of February and half of March, I’ve been achieving bare minimums, but barely. We dipped into some freezer meals (which is why I bothered to freeze the freezer meals, so, Thank you, Past Me, for doing that, at least). I like to meal plan and make my grocery lists in [usually two separate] uninterrupted chunks of focus. When I am interrupted, it takes me significantly longer to do these tasks, because I’ll forget where I was and have to redo a few steps. When I don’t have any time when I might not be interrupted, I just….
Tag: sleep
This Nap Brought to You By…
I’m terrible at sleeping. This is a new development in my life since becoming a mom. In college, I would consistently fall asleep within 10 minutes of closing my eyes at bedtime, and I could go right back to sleep after getting up to pee in the middle of the night (it was only once a night back then). It confounded my roommates that I could fall asleep for a quick power nap just about anywhere that I had been studying, if a sleepy spell came over me. Even then, I suppose, I wasn’t good at going to *take* a nap….
Go to Bed Early
What usually happens is I say, “I should go to bed early,” but then I creep on Facebook for 30 more minutes, finish up six or seven odd jobs around the house, and/or think of a few new texts I need to send. Now this evening I switched the laundry and started the dishwasher before jumping in the shower and then cozying myself into the bed, but I did go straight to those designated tasks after laying baby girl in her bed, so that, much to my satisfaction, all the kids were asleep by 7:30, and I was in my bed, too, at 8:15. The last light wasn’t turned off yet, but my phone was. Postpartum insomnia could interfere, but if it doesn’t…
I’ll have the routine, please.
I began the thoughts on this post the last time I took a 10-day road trip with the kids. It’s now the second time in four months that I’m doing so, and I’m pondering the same thoughts again.
It starts like this.
I want to go see new places, visit my people, have fun experiences, leave room in the plan for spontaneity, and live in the moment. Including for and with my kids.
But I also want to keep the routine.
Why are kids so dependent upon routine? One would think that if a kid is tired, and it’s dark outside…