Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Why I don't usually share a room with my children . . .

Every room of my parents' home was filled with sleeping bodies this weekend. My generous parents even gave up their master bedroom to one of the families and slept on the couch. So, it was necessary for the kids to share a room with Utah Dad and I. We lucked out and got the "blue room" in the finished basement. With a window open that room is actually cool enough to sleep in my parents' otherwise overheated home. This room is furnished with one queen size bed and a set of bunk beds. There is also space to set up the Pack n' Play for Molly in the corner.

Even with so many beds, figuring out sleeping arrangements for a family of seven is interesting. Saturday had been a long, fun day so we put the kids to bed by eight pm. Amberly and Lilly shared the bottom bunk. Thomas slept on the top bunk. Molly was in her Pack n' Play. Privileged Neal fell asleep on the couch in the family room watching the NBA basketball play offs.

The adults were exhausted so our evening antics ended by midnight. Utah Dad and I fell into bed expecting and hoping for a rejuvenating night's sleep.

1:15 a.m. Lilly wakes up crying and coughing. I get up to give her water.

1:35 a.m. Lilly wakes up crying and coughing. I get up to give her water.

2:08 a.m. Molly wakes up crying. I get up to cover her up with blankets.

2:46 a.m. Lilly wakes up crying and coughing. I get up to give her water. She is also complaining about all her new owies. She wants band aids. I kiss her knees and hands better and give her some water.

3:11 a.m. Lilly wakes up. I help her go to the bathroom. We do not want her to wet the bed at Grandma's house.

3:30 a.m. Neal climbs into bed with Thomas. Thomas is crying because Neal is kicking him. Neal is complaining that Thomas won't make room for him. I get up and help them trade places so that Thomas is closest to the wall.

3:45 a.m. Neal and Thomas are now arguing over the one pillow. I get them another blanket.

3:52 a.m. With all the tossing and turning on the old mattress, the fitted sheet has come off the bed. I pull it back in place before I get back in bed.

4:06 a.m. Utah Dad helps Neal go back to the couch in the family room and finds him a pillow. Utah Dad is awake now and chatty. I shush him. I don't want him to wake up the girls.

4:32 a.m. The heat comes on. It's blowing right on me. I run upstairs to shut the window I left open in the room with the thermostat.

5:27 a.m. I smell skunk. Very strong. I get up to shut the window in our bedroom.

5:29 a.m. The sheet has come off the bed again. But I don't care this time.

6:05 a.m. I hear the water running. Someone is already in the shower. So much for a hot shower for me.

7:38 a.m. I wake from a deep sleep. We're going to be late for 9:00 church is we don't get a move on. Fast.

The longest day followed by the longest night.
There is nothing better than sleeping in my own cozy bed after a few nights in an uncomfortable bed.

7 comments:

wyattjenae said...

Ha Ha sounds like you need to take the clock out of that room! We all stay in the same room at my parents too and it is always a challenge. Glad to know I am not the only one whose family sleeps better when separated.

Grumpy Grateful Mom said...

So funny! And cute. Thank goodness for separate bedrooms! :)

Nick and Ashlee Weber Family said...

I didn't know that all that was going on! We must have been super tired to not hear any of it!

Laura@livingabigstory said...

Whenever we have family reunions w/Doc's family, we end up getting whatever is leftover -- I think because we were the last ones to get married (even though he is *definitely* not the youngest), we are still thought of as the younger couple. One year, HE and I were on bunkbeds -- I told him, "I am married to you -- I'm NOT sleeping in separate beds because we got the leftover room!" So we squished into the bottom bunk.

I feel for you, my dear .... the laugh is when I read this post, I thought, "Wait! she has 6 kids?! But her pic just has the 2 cute girls" Yeah, I'm slow and didn't read your little About Me message ... gheesh! So now I definitely think you're Wonder Woman! :)

Laura@livingabigstory said...

Yeah, and before you ask, I did see the pics on top, but .... ummmm .... I didn't count them or something?? Gheesh! I have NO idea -- after I do something goofy, my son always tells me (with the absolute best smile on his face), "That's ok, Mom. We know you have brain damage." Yes, son, I do. Thanks for pointing that out :)

Liz said...

Talk about the night from Hell!

Nothing raises my blood pressure more than traveling with kids. It has to get better, though, right? :)

Tamra Watson said...

Bless your heart! I have to admit my favorite part is when you smelled the skunk :)

Sunday's Solution: Lots of Utah Truffles, aka chocolate to keep you awake and happy :)