To Sleep, Perchance to Dream


November 14, 2007 by Marj Hatzell

Once in a while I have a great deal of trouble sleeping. I know, I know!  A woman who takes care of Bugaboo on a regular basis should be soundly sawing logs each and every siesta.  It just ain’t so. I need all of the energy I can muster just to get him off the bus at four and keep him busy until eight, when he finally retires.  I have been taking daily thirty-minute naps to recharge before he arrives home. They nearly get me through to evening.

Once the Bugs are in bed I set about cleaning up the tornado-wreck from the previous four hours. Now, it may not seem like two young boys can cause that much damage, but have you been to my house when Bugaboo is doing his Dr. Destructo impersonation?  Furniture is literally moved, plants are shredded, toys are emptied out of the box, my precious elephants are tucked into the couch cushions (he loves the elephants, he hides them in the pillows because he knows he IS NOT ALLOWED TO TOUCH) and there is usually a box of cereal (or two.  Or three.) dumped throughout the house in randomly-placed handfuls.  It is never, ever the same way twice.  Each night is an adventure!  A new chapter!  It is never boring!

And this, dear friends, is why I often collapse into a heap before ten o’clock each evening. I bustle about, tossing laundry in the hamper, loading the last few dishes, wiping crumbs onto the floor and sweeping up.  You’d think I’d be having funky dreams.  Not so.

B.C. (Before CHildren) I would sleep ten hours a night and take hour naps in the afternoon. I was a regular sleeping beauty (without the whole wicked-witch-casting-a-spell-and-hiding-in-a-forest-with-three-fairy-godmothers part).  I could still take hour naps and sleep for ten hours, if the kids, dog or husband did not disturb my rest.  And if I didn’t have to much on my mind!  I had TWO HOURS yesterday afternoon when I could have been slumbering.  But nooooo!  I HAD to worry and fret over life in general. I HAD to get all kinds of crazy about Bugaboo’s school placement. And last night?  I was literally staring at the ceiling for hours. It was one o’clock the last time I remember looking at the clock and Darling was up at five-thirty to go to a meeting in Northern Jersey (where he’ll be for two days).  For those of you not good at math that is 4.5 hours.  Not counting when I got up to go to the bathroom around three.

I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck. I can take a nap today but I dare not sleep more than an hour or else the same thing will happen ALL OVER AGAIN tonight.  I know what I need to do to solve this:  get more exercise, stop worrying about Bugaboo and just trust that my life has a plan and purpose and much of it is not in MY control.  Sounds easy, right?  The best part?  I’ve gotten done to ONE cup of tea in the morning and ONE glass at dinner.  I was doing so well. Today I want to BATHE IN TEA. Heck, I WANNA DRINK COFFEE!!!  And those of you that know me in real life know that I do not drink coffee. I smell it, that is all.  I wanna rub coffee beans in MY HAIR, PEOPLE!

Okay. I’ve gotten that out of my system.  Now I am off to prepare myself for the day so that I do not go completely bonkers.  Bug Boy’s therapist is here today (YEAH!) so I will get a two-hour break from him and can concentrate on Bugaboo, for a change.  And I am following a strict diet and bedtime for the next few days. I have to get back on track before the holidays so that they do not consume me.  Wish me luck.

Oh.  And one more thing.  I am going to attempt to take my yearly-dorky-mom-sending-out-holiday-cards-pitcure, so I will need your good vibes, thoughts and prayers for that. It takes about forty-five minutes to get thirty shots, one of which might be usable if I photoshop it to death and switch faces from another picture…

4 thoughts on “To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

  1. Mama says:

    Hey, DG *waving*…

    Have you considered doing some “out takes” photos of the bugs for the card? Instead of your traditional card, maybe do several photos in a negative “frame” of them being them…It would be cute, funny and SO the bug boys…

    Just a thought…I’d be happy to help you “create” the card once you have the photos…or steer you in the right direction for some cute negative frames…add the photos to them in photoshop (much quicker than photoshopping the pics to death) and voila! Holiday card. 🙂

  2. BOSSY says:

    Bossy can’t remember sleep. It sounds wonderful, though.

  3. Trace says:

    That sounds very similar to my night. I was up until 1ish? Then up at 6am…I am currently falling on my face and cannot wait to go home!!

  4. Anjali says:

    Pregnancy insomnia here. I’m down here toasting a chai latte up to you.

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