The Perils of Sleep
Over the weekend we moved Callum out of the nursery and into his own room, and the toddler bed. Over the long weekend his Auntie brought the bedrail that fits on the bed, so the move has gone smoothly. I don’t think he realizes that he can get out of the bed on his own. I won’t tell him if you don’t.
We finally got around to doing this not because we realized that we were exceptionally lazy parents and the child should have been in his own bed and room before his sister was born, or because we thought that Callum is suddenly older and wiser and ready for the toddler bed. We did this because in the last couple of weeks we’ve realized that Claire needs to get out of our room. At some point during the night she will end up in our bed. Every night. This is because at some point during the night my own sleep becomes more important than any attempts I can make to get her to go back into the damn cradle. I know she should self-sooth. I know that I’m likely creating a very bad habit. I know that ultimately I probably sleep better when she’s not in my bed. I am weak. I like sleep. Or at least, I like to lie down and pretend to be sleeping, even if I’m not really sleeping.
I also like sex, which I’m guessing will pick up if there isn’t a baby in the bed. It will also likely pick up when Steve’s back heals from the severe sunburn he got last weekend. Idiot. No, seriously, the man is an idiot. You should see his back, it’s COVERED in blisters. Every time I have to look at it I cringe. I haven’t seen a sunburn that bad on anyone since we all learned that getting sunburns that bad can lead to skin cancer. In this day and age, when we’re painting the deck on the hottest day of the year we put on sunscreen or if someone isn’t around to apply the sunscreen to our backs, we wear a shirt.
Idiot.
Anyway, what was I talking about? oh, right. Sleep. That’s what I’m going to go and do right now.
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Not even the sunburn you can get in a Miada with the top down on a hot summer day driving from Vernon to Golden. Not even a sunburn that was extremely painful to put on a wetsuit? Not that I am debating the merits of putting on sunscreen on a pale body on a hot day. However I do think I know someone else who may have authored the post that may have done something similar at one point.
Glad the toddler bed transition is going well for you.
oh yeah. Forgot about that day. la la la.
But I gotta tell you, that burn doesn’t even come close to the severity of his burn he’s got going on right now. ick!
If you are going to comment using my name, at least spell Miata right!
PLEASE send photos of Steve passed out receiving said sunburn…..I need new material.
Unfortunately he didn’t pass out, he was working when he got the burn. It would have been a better story if he had passed out…
sleep. Sleep? What’s that? Will you please speak English so I’ll understand? Haha. Sorry I missed your call last weekend… Had an outing with my sis and her kids. You around on sunday afternoon?