Just for the record, having a kid that has sleep issues is a total motivation sucker.

Take today as an example, while going through my normal daily activities I was mentally compiling a list of things that I would like to get done once the kids were in bed.  I was going to start working on our taxes, fold some laundry and finally sit down and organize some of the essay ideas that have been floating around in my head for weeks now.

In short, I was going to have some productive alone time where I wasn’t interrupted every 5 seconds. 

It was going to be marvelous. 

Instead (after almost 3 hours of bedtime coaxing) I am completely and utterly unmotivated to do anything but enjoy the silence while sitting in the world’s most uncomfortable position. I am currently in my bed with a baby and my laptop a balanced on my lap and a toddler sprawled out across my right leg, a leg which cannot be moved in fear of waking up my biggest sleep offender.

I’m really hoping that this is a phase that my little man will grow out of when he’s a little bigger.  There was a time between his horrendous 9 months of nightly colicky screaming and this newfound rebellion that he (and his twin partner) were good sleepers.  They would happily eat dinner, have a bath and make their way up to their cribs at 5:30 or 6 where we could leave them to entertain themselves until they fell asleep a short while later.

Now days they fight the slightest suggestion of bed, most nights spazzing so much that either Daddy or I have to play infant masseur/warden until they pass out.  Even then there is no sense of relief or freedom because Aiden is guaranteed to wake up confused and shrieking at least one time per night for about a ½ hour until he koala wraps/smothers the parent of his choosing.

I think that the main problem is that when you’re sleep deprived, or at least when I amJ, you start to lose perspective.  At this point I am convinced that they will stay this way forever, that I am going to have to follow them to college so that I can sing “If all the Morty’s loved little Georgey-porgey’s”  and play with their little piggies until they fall asleep. I cannot imagine sleeping an entire night or even having an easy night. 

I need to try to change my thinking and remember that this too shall pass and try to come up with solutions to get me through until it does. Eh, that sounds like a lot of work. Maybe I’ll start tomorrow…