I would venture to guess that when a weekend arrives or you have time off your usual routine, you look forward to a lazy morning. WELL NOT IF YOU HAVE A KID!!!
Sure, there are a few of us who are so lucky to have a kid who likes to laze about, but if they aren't teenagers, probably not.
My child has always been a little too clever for my own good. She has always wanted company at bedtime. Unfortunately, the dogs nor the cat have filled that void.
She would place maracas underneath me or she would be sure to constantly have some part of her body touching mine, all to alert her of any chance of me leaving. Now she has grown out of such antics and moved on to making sure I am up when she is up in the morning.
I am sure everyone's child is always looking for a way to wake their parents. I believe days off should equal time to sleep in. My child does sleep in, but not long enough. I have told her that we cannot get up until 9:30. She wakes around 8ish. She used to enjoy snuggling up in the bed and watching a little TV. NOT ANYMORE!
I am wondering if someone can invent a snooze button for children. I mean when your alarm clock goes off and you are too tired to face the world....hit the snooze. This past weekend my child stood at the end of my bed announcing the time every 5 or so minutes. I tried to ignore it. I explained what 9:30 looked like and that daddy's alarm clock does not count since it is set fast.
My failure to be roused has resulted in some new ways to get me moving. As I lay half in and out of sleep, I began to feel a sweat coming on. I felt like I was on the verge of bursting into flames....God! I had to get out of that bed! Throughout the weekend I had felt the same sensation. I have begun to wonder, am I starting menopause? Who turned up the heat? Should I open the windows thought it is 30 degrees outside?
Finally, the mystery was solved when I realized my heated mattress pad was on High! Mind you, I like just something to keep the chill off. Something to ease my aching back at the end of the day. I do not like to feel as if I am either Shadrack, Meshack or Abednego, the three bible characters who were thrown into the fiery furnace.
I asked my child, did you turn up my mattress pad? With a sly look she admitted her latest ploy to rouse her tired sleeping mother.
Another day, she had been convinced to join me for a lazy morning in bed. However, when I was not stirring after she had had enough, her next scheme was devised. "I am going to throw up!" Well that will get you up and moving immediately! Especially when you just put on a clean set of sheets.
Oh if only I could press a button, maybe a 30 minute snooze....OH THE GLORIOUS DAY!
Not only does one have to worry about their child but what about the &^* cat that will come in when he is feeling the least bit hungry and attack your feet, or your arms or your face!!!! They say there is no rest for the wicked....and maybe I did not realize how wicked I really am.
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