Perspective: (And know I wouldn't change a moment). My last sleep-in past 7am was prior to our eldest being born, 2 whole years and 4 months ago. The one night I had away from her (and there has only been 1) was when I needed to get up at 3am to catch a flight back to Australia... so much for a sleep-in. Hubby and I have never had a night away from our babies. We are in the situation that we don't have family close and they have been so little for a long time and reliant on me for 'milk'.
Having said that, I think I would feel slightly nervous about leaving them. We have just discovered that the nursery carers that look after them both offer a babysitting service also. (Just in case Hubby wants to take me out for dinner... wink wink for you Bones when you read this later!!) I feel better about having someone who looks after my children 2 days a week looking after them at night as believe it or not these 'strangers' are familiar faces to my little ones. But this makes me sad... makes me sad that the apples of my eye (and oh my gosh they are the biggest apples!!) know people better that are not any relation to them.
We've had a rough week sleep wise. Poor little Tad has a cold, a cough, an infected toe, eczema and had injections last week. He is always hungry this week. A shout out over social media (facebook) saw friends from all over the world offer their best sleep advice, so I am feeling well and truely loved in spite of my sleep deprivation (which I stupidly thought was in the past given that Tad has been sleeping through the night for the past 5 months!!). I also have such amazing Aunties who their jobs are working with these little people who offer black and white advice, just the right amount of empathy and always with the perfect amount of love. (Mum make sure you let those Aunties know that I appreciate them).
So today, because last night was the worst night ever and I didn't get much sleep from 3am onwards, Noosh and Tad are sleeping. In fact Tad is having his second sleep of the day and both have been upwards of 1 hour. I don't know what that means for tonight??
But look at these photos of my little people!!? How can I get angry at 3am when you are faced with a smile like these?
And lets be honest... I would never have another sleep-in in my lifetime if it meant that I could keep these kind of smiles on my little peoples faces. It is a matter of perspective. And my perspective, albeit, tainted with tiredness, is that I adore my little ones and 'happily' attend to their needs.... even at 3am in the morning. As an amazing friend said to me recently, love is a choice and sometimes, especially with children, that love is not so much felt but expressed through choosing to love them and attend to their needs.
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