Post script to my bliss

Not to take away from the truly good time I had with Bug on our trip or anything, but I totally need a major hiatus from my kid.

It’s actually because of the trip I think, that this is true. While we did get to spend five days together bonding, we also SPENT FIVE DAYS TOGETHER. And yesterday I was thinking back to that time and realized that that meant that every waking moment of the day (and most of the sleeping moments) except for two or three half-hour intervals when he played with someone in another room than me and the time he went to the Farmer’s Market with my mom and friend while I slept in until 9 he was at my side and I was on my parent-game.

And that was kind of fine when we were in new and different places and experiencing cool things together. But now we’re home and it just feels like he’s ALL UP IN MY GRILL ALL THE TIME. He seriously follows me from room to room and just stands near me while I do things. And I know that when I clean out the lint trap from the dryer it is a spectacle of grace and finesse that is a wonder to behold, but come on. I step on him constantly. He hugs me while I pee. DO YOU SEE WHY I AM A LITTLE TOUCHED OUT.

The main issue since we’ve been back is his seeming inability to sleep on his own. If he’s tired enough, he can fall asleep in his bed, but he’s in our bed by 11:30 sandwiched in between my BFF body pillow and Lorso, who clings to his side of the bed for dear life. Then the alarm wakes us and another Day of Glomming begins anew with my tank of reserve even lower than it was the morning before.

This is not working out so much.

So now we have to, like, parent and stuff at night. Like, be cognizant enough to have multiple teaching moments about sleep habits in the wee hours. Um, I thought we had paid those dues already, YO. I know, I know, this is probably one of those times where people say, “Oh, well that’s nature’s way – it’s like kids just know there’s a transition looming near and they help get you ready for that time coming up when you won’t be sleeping through the night anymore anyway!”

Wow, well that’s just super. Thanks a lot nature. YOU’RE A PEACH.


1 Jo(s)e(ph) { 06.17.08 at 11:14 am }

Seeing you clean the lint trap in the dryer is indeed a wonder to behold. It’s kind of a once-in-a-lifetime event, like getting to see Halley’s Comet. Now we have to wait another 76 years for it to happen.

2 racher { 06.17.08 at 2:33 pm }

HEY JERK. You can just forget that lint sweater I was making you for your birthday.

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