It seems to be a theme around here, I don’t sleep and at the pinnacle of my not sleepingness, I blog.
When I’m not getting any sleep, sleep seems to be all I can think about. Will I get enough in order to cope through tomorrow? Will Isaac go down before midnight? If I make sure there is no butter/zinc cream/crackers/vegemite/water/scissors in Amy’s reach, can I stay in bed dozing while she destroys the house? How hard will I have to kick Nathan to make him get up in the morning and leave me blissfully alone?
On and on it goes. Circles, all made up of the same questions.
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Yesterday:
Nathan: ‘So, what do I do with it?’
Veronica: ‘It’s pouches. Just get one out and pop it up into the ceiling.’
N: ‘How?’
V:’Well open the pac….’
He looked at me oddly.
N: ‘Not like that! How do I get it into the ceiling?’
V: ‘Oh. Those gaps in the dining room roof will work.’
N: ‘Of course.’
You know it’s bad when neither of you bats an eyelid when you talk about the gaps in your ceiling. Or the throwing of poison pouches up into the ceiling to kill the fucking mice. Or the fact that I checked the poison placement to make sure that it wasn’t going to fall back out of a gap.
More to the point, you know the mouse infestation is bad when you can smell them. Or when it sounds like mice wearing football boots and pushing shopping trolleys are living in the ceiling. Needless to say, they are noisy and if I see them I will stomp on their furry little heads.
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Dear Isaac,
Did you know that breast milk has a sleep inducing hormone in it? You did? Wait, so that would be why you are refusing to both feed and sleep right now? Surely there is room enough in your stomach for just a tiny little sleep inducing feed? Please?
Well you know if I have to keep jiggling you to stop the crying, I am likely to jiggle an entire feed out of you. Wait, you knew that too?
Heh.
Good thing I love you so much.
Mummy.
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Dear Amy,
You are much bigger than a moth. Please stop waking screaming because you are having nightmares about them. Tomorrow I am going to teach you how to stomp up and down on their little moth heads. Again. I know that we’d just about gotten you over your moth phobia when you got scared of a moth the other day. Everything would have been fine had Daddy not tried to show you the dead moth so you wouldn’t be scared, when suddenly the moth came to life.
I know you were terrified, it showed in how white you went and how quickly you threw yourself under as much of me as you could find while screaming your little heart out. I’m sorry the moth came back to life.
I’m sorry I laughed so hard I cried. Tomorrow we will stomp on moth heads. Together.
I love you.
Mummy.
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Gosh I’m tired.
LOL! Thanks for brightening up an otherwise dull, gray, rainy, cold afternoon! God, I wish someone give me something to drink with a sleep induced hormone, a rub on my back and I could go straight to Neverneverland! I do hope you have a good week-end!
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Ok, I’d be way more scared of the mice than moths. I *hate* mice.
Poor Amy, though LOL. I’m hoping the moths are just a seasonal thing.
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Ohh sweetheart, I just choked on my own laughter there – serves me right eh?
Someday you WILL sleep, I promise! xx
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Thinking about moths they are kinda creepy, flying little things. Yuck. Although, mice are definitely worse.
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Damn I feel you on being tired. This lack of sleep shit is for the birds.
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I know it’s wrong, but I would also have laughed so hard I cried, even seeing the pitiful white face of my child. Never consider a moth dead unless you see the goo coming out its head.
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Now you need to make a moth coat full of little wings
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Even though you are so, so tired, you are still an awesome Mom and funny as hell!
May sleep come to you soon!!
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hee hee hee hee hee….
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lauging my ass off at amy v. moths. hope you get some rest.
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I’m laughing with you, not at you! Poor Amy! I hope you get more sleep tonight!
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Oh dear, the poor little darling.. I am giggling away here.
I am sorry the moth came back to life as well. Damn moths are sneaky buggers..
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Unsleepy kids. Darlin’ you’re screwed.
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Moths are the black sheep brothers of butterflies and are never invited to family shindigs because they burp and fart and pick their teeth with their forks.
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There is a lot of head-stomping happening around here. Glad I’m neither mouse nor moth.
To commiserate, in a small way, my stepson recently woke up in the middle of the night and came RUNNING into our room. “Daddy!” He cries in panic. My husband sits bolt upright in the insta-alert way a parent does when their kid has that tone of voice. “Daddy! There’s a hair in my room!”
No joke. A hair.
Kids.
Sending you visions of sugar plumbs.
Good luck with the sleep.
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I hate moths too! I remember when I was little I opened a door to go outside and I swear about a million moths flew into my face!
I stomp on their heads whenever I get the chance too.
I can just imagine poor Amy’s face when the moth came to life, that’s so funny!
Oh, I’m so sorry but I laughed till I had tears in my eyes. Poor Amy — but OMG that was funny!
I said to my husband that your son sleeps like our 2 did, and he looked horror-struck. You have our sympathy (not that it helps)and also permission to slap anyone who tells you that they are tired cos they ‘only’ got 6 hours sleep last night.
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That will all keep me chuckling for the rest of the afternoon ;-)But I have to say poor Amy, I feel much the same way about most of the insects, winged or otherwise, that I come across!
You do know to make sure that Seven does not get hold of any of the mouse corpses don’t you? And Nathan will have to find a way to recover said corpses in the ceiling ‘cos they don’t half stink as they decompose. We got ours eventually, including the one that died inside the back of the refridgerator (which now has a large piece of aluminium flywire taped to that opening just in case) – although not the one that died inside the built-in oven housing ;-( The smell vanished after a while….
Ha Ha, moths and mice. Quite the zoo you have there, what with Seven and the cats as well.
more seriously, I know Isaac is breastfeeding, but because he’s screaming and refusing to feed, is there even a little chance he might have an allergy? my oldest grand daughter suddenly started crying after every feed (breast feed), turns out she is severly allergic to milk protein, the problem was solved within a week, son-in-law’s mum suggested soy milk and E has been on it ever since. Son-in-law has the same allergy, that’s how she knew. My girl was drinking lots of milk to keep her strength up and the protein was crossing into the breast milk.
And what’s with Nathan? You’re up till midnight or more with Isaac, surely he can take the morning shift and cope with giving Amy breakfast? It’s not that hard. Do I sound cross? I get grouchy when my back pain flares up.
aww..
am hoping you get some sleep soon..
i hope Amy gets over her phobia soon too..
I don’t sleep anymore. You have that to look forward to. I’m in my fifties and like many of my gal pals I don’t sleep. I used sleeping pills for a month or so. Not a good idea. Now I really have to get at the not-sleeping thing and the addiction thing. Now I’ve cut out all caffeine and am walking alot which is all good. Couldn’t do that to iciness of woods. Ice and not sleeping go together. And when you can’t sleep when you’re in your fifties and you have step-teens well…they NEVER sleep when I want them too. And I can’t make them. And they play their guitars and radios and video games and talk on the phone and have showers in the middle of the night. Sorry. This isn’t helpful because of course you have all this to look forward too. Just so you don’t think I am too mean – this is my second time! I did all this in my twenties. Honest to god.
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mmm I slept for neary 12 hours straight last night cause the night before I had 4 hours. I’m getting it in before baby comes…
I wish there was a way you could save it up, like sleep for 2 days straight then not need sleep for another 4 days?
It is a chemical that builds up until there is too much, then when you sleep the levels go back down. Scientists have injected rats with it, and taken it back out and they didn’t sleep at all. I bet you knew that though.
I didn’t know breast milk had a sleep inducing hormone in it? Learn something every day…
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Hope that sleep comes swiftly and sweetly for you and the boy and the gorgeously funny girl.
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Oh, I know those days, and they suck. You WILL sleep again, someday. Really. For now? You are one funny lady. Thanks for choosing to be funny to us instead of grouchy.
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Hi. I’m too tired to say much more than that. But hi.
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i promise you it does get easier.
I do hope you get some sleep soon. I really do feel for you.
Please ask Amy to forgive me for laughing about the moth thing as well. It reminded me of the time that my girl gave me a handful of something whilst telling me it was “mummy’s hair” – I’m ok with spiders (I live in the UK, what’s to be scared of?) but I nearly fell over when the ball of my “hair” scuttled into a corner!
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