Do you find that your older child(ren) will nap sometimes, but rarely when you want them to? Do you find that your own capacity to relax and snooze has been shredded by years of being hyper-vigilant at home and at work?
This morning was a prime example. My older son was up half the night with a bad migraine, and my younger son had a sore throat. I did feel bad about calling in, but (as I reminded myself) I am a mother before I am a teacher. So I left my colleagues to manage the makeup testing that is still going on at school, checked on my older son who was still asleep after such a bad night, and lay down with my younger son to snooze so we could both try to recover. Or so I thought.
A few minutes after I closed my eyes, it started.
"Ma? Give me your hand, I want you to feel my lung, it's beating really fast."
"Ma? If the bad weather gives Alden migraines [I had told Jack that changing air pressure and storms seem to bring on his brother's migraines], then maybe we should keep him from watching the weather report on the news."
"Ma? You might feel something sharp, sorry, I left some shark teeth in this blanket."
That was actually the last straw, I got up and drank coffee instead. So much for my attempt to snooze or (as Jack calls it) "review the files in my mind"!
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