Showing posts with label Co-sleeping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Co-sleeping. Show all posts

Friday, November 21, 2014

SQT - Sleepy and Stuff

How bout a couple of quick, quick takes?

1.  Didn't get much sleep last night.  The Peanut came in around 1 am and slept with us for the rest of the night.  He was mumbling something about "finishing the show" and trembling.  I couldn't tell if he was scared, cold, had to pee or was just really tired.  So I sent him to the bathroom thinking he would go back to his own bed after that.  No such luck.  He came back and decided to cuddle up right next to me.  On my pillow.  With my blanket.  Did I mention he has taken up a snoring habit?  My position on co-sleeping hasn't changed.  I still can't sleep with someone touching me.  Or kicking me all night long.  Needless to say I did not sleep much at all for the rest of the night.  I did ask him several times during the night if he wanted to go back to his own bed.  Especially after I finally dozed off for a few seconds and was woken by him saying "Mom!?  Was that poop??"  Um... What?  "Never mind."  Really?  I am supposed to go back to sleep after that??  He was content enough to remain.  And then this morning he woke up and asked how he got into our bed.

2.  After all the work I did de-hoarding the house so it would be easier to clean and prepare to host Thanksgiving, we have decided not to host Thanksgiving.  I thought it would be nice to take a little vacation for once and mainly, I don't feel like cleaning.

The bad news is that I will still have to clean for Christmas.  I really should get started on that now.  Procrastinator.

SQT - Sleepy and Stuff
Totally linking this up with Theme Thursday "prepare" if Cari ever posts it. Ahem. ;)

3.  My husband turns 40 on Tuesday.  Being a loving, considerate wife, I planned on having a big party for him.  I am also a terrible procrastinator and an even worse planner.  Needless to say those plans never came to anything and it seems we will be doing exactly nothing for him.  Because I am the worst wife ever.  So, if anyone has any suggestions on how to do something super special for him on a $0 budget and four days of planning, I'm listening!

4.  I am on tsu now.  I just can't seem to help myself.  I have to join every social networking site out there.  It's invite only but you can click on my invite link if you want to join or you can follow me if you are already a member.  It seems to be catching on.  Mainly because you can make money using it.  Still figuring it all out myself.

5.  I swear the Peanut was just singing the Mr. Ed theme song.  He says he was just randomly singing "of course of course" but it sounded just like Mr. Ed.  I, of course, had to You Tube "Mr. Ed Theme song" and the Peanut insists that it's nothing like what he was singing.  Totally was.

Then I got sucked into the You Tube vortex and ended up here.

Conclusion.  I watched way too much TV in the 80s and 90s.  The only show on that list I didn't watch was #15.

6.  After watching this yesterday, my kids can't stop singing "I've got a butt."  Totally should not have let them watch it!

"Music got weird."

7.  As a continuation of my 31 Days of De-hoarding series and self motivation to continue the de-hoarding process, I started a new link-up.  Take It Out Tuesday.  Every Tuesday I will be de-hoarding something and inviting you to join along.  I will also be keeping the link open all week so bascially you can de-hoard something any day and join in.  Also, if you aren't a blogger but still want to join, feel free to just take a picture and tweet or Instagram or Facebook it with the hashtag. #takeitouttues  Because I like things nice and easy.  You're welcome!

Now go check out some more Quick Takes at Kelly's!
post signature

*This post may contain affiliate ads.  Read my full disclosure here.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

The Black Dreams

When I was about five years old I watched a movie with my father.  The details of how I managed to watch the movie are a little fuzzy.  I am not sure if he was aware I was watching it with him or not.  However the movie itself has been etched forever in my mind.

Twenty plus years later I decided I must find this old movie.  The movie that so impressed itself on my five year old mind, I could still practically recite it by heart.

To my surprise, without remembering anything about the title or any of the actors, I was able to recite some of those lines to my dear friend Google and find that movie.  My husband then tracked it down and bought it for me.

In particular I remembered a certain song.  The song that for so long haunted me.

Because it visited me in my dreams.  My nightmares.

Every night I would awake screaming.  Mommy!  He was there.  He was in my room.  I can still see him.  He is just as vivid now as he was then.  I remember my pounding heart.  The cold sweat.  My quick heavy breaths as I gasped for air.  He was right there in my room, looking over my bed.  He appeared on my window shade.  The clown with his wide menacing grin.  As I screamed he calmly sang his song.  As I cried and pleaded for my mother to come he danced his little dance.

My parents would calm me and tell me that it was just a dream.  That he could not hurt me.  But I SAW him. He was there.  Maybe he couldn't hurt me in real life but he had power in my dreams.  They would tell me it was ok.  I could go back to sleep.  But that was his realm.  He would be there waiting for me.  He was always there waiting for me.  And so I would end up sleeping in their bed for the night.

This is what he sang . . .

Thursday, March 17, 2011

The Family Bed: No Room for Me!

Arm's Reach Mini Co-Sleeper Bassinet - Natural First of all I am going to say that I am very much pro co-sleeping.  It saved my sanity when my son was an infant.  The boy would not sleep at all unless he was in my arms.  He's a snuggler.  Plus it made feeding so much easier when I didn't have to wake up fully by getting out of bed, picking up the baby, feeding him, getting back up, and putting him back in bed.  I used a Mini Arms Reach co-sleeper for those times when I needed a little space and could get him to sleep without being latched to me.  I tended to be his pacifier.  It was also a lifesaver after a c-section.