Thursday, June 9, 2011

I have Stockholm Syndrome

"You looovvveee me! Embrace me! You can't escape so you may as well not try!"

These are the truths I have accepted. I can no longer remember why it mattered to escape anyway.

I have Stockholm Syndrome. 

I mean, sleep is like super overrated anyway, right?

Seriously, I lay awake at night, waiting. I've discussed this before, and since adding a baby to the mix, the problem has only intensified.

So, I love my sleeplessness. Who needs eight hours of shut-eye anyway?

Me and insomnia, we're tight.

I should just get up and get stuff done. One of the cute grandmas I visit teach told me about how when her kids were little she'd put everyone (including her husband) to bed and then clean until 3am.

I am thinking of taking my Stockholm-like love of not sleeping to the next level and doing the same. Laundry-folding at 2am sounds almost appealing.
From June 2011
(I love "help" really I do. Yes, those are my pj pants on Henry's head, and Spencer is in the mix somewhere under some sheets I do believe...)
At least no two-year-olds would be around to destroy my neatly folded clothes. Vacuuming and lawn-mowing are probably not good options, but dishes? Sure. Why not! Bathrooms? Sounds perfect!

Sleep, YUCK! Sleep is stupid. Not sleeping is awesome. I love it.



heather said...

I have the same problem. Only... it's entirely the babe's fault. And... when I do my some miracle get four hours in a row, I'm wide awake and have no idea what to do with myself. It's a disease, I swear it.

Brian and Kelsey said...

You can borrow some narcolepsy.

Lori said...

I miss you and your quirky little self ... and that's the understatement of the century. That's all. Squeeze your boys for me, please.

Morgan -Ing said...

Heather- yeah, I don't even know what four hours feels like anymore!

Kelsey- No thanks. But you're sweet to offer!

Lori- I miss you too!


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