Today is just one of those days, the kind where things just don’t seem to work out. Having today be “just one of those days” is because it is following what was “just one of those nights.”
Last night Evan and I both (which is uncommon) went to bed at 9pm. I know this is an early bedtime, but when I get up at 5AM and Evan gets up at 6AM it is necessary. Just minutes before going to bed, however, a giant cockroach decided to show itself and scurry across the floor on MY side of the bed. I can handle most bugs, but I hate cockroaches and that was the second one spotted in the house in two days. Evan kindly killed it even though he wasn’t feeling well while I tried to hold myself together. Needless to say I was a bit paranoid last night and couldn’t get to sleep (the fact that I stupidly drank a whole coke close to bedtime didn’t help the situation either).
After getting in bed Evan couldn’t sleep either, though for different reasons. He’s been sick for the last few days with a stomach bug and so last night was tossing and turning and not being able to rest. He got up to watch some West Wing and hopefully become more tired. To add to last night there was also a very noisy thunder and lightning, rainstorm. While Evan was up, Jeremiah came out of his room with a scared look on his face from being woken up by the storm. He was clutching his Bible story book and had his full size Corban blanket dragging behind him (very cute according to Evan). But wait there’s more. SIlas wasn’t getting a good nights sleep either because he was full of gas. He was grunting and pushing and squirming to get his gas out, which is very noisy.
So once we all were in bed, together, it just didn’t really amount to a good nights sleep. So this morning I was looking forward to a nap. The boys and I did our normal morning routine and around 8AM went to lay down. Silas was already asleep and so he was easy to take care of. Jeremiah, however, had no intention of taking a nap. We laid down on the bed and he proceeded to crawl up and down the bed, turn over and over, burrow under the pillows, burrow under the blanket all the while havinga big smile on his face. Eventually after and hour of this and a few threats from me, the grumpy mom who 5 minutes into this charade lost whatever miniscule amount of patience I had had, he finally fell asleep. As soon as Silas heard Jeremiah’s little eyelids flutter close he started squirming and woke up. I vainly tried to get him to go back to sleep asking God if he was doing this to me to make me learn patience (I keep praying He will just give me patience, like a gift) but to no avail. So here I am typing a new post with a half asleep Silas on my lap and Jeremiah in the bedroom asleep as he will ever be, half laughing as I write the story of the beginning of my day so far. It’s only 10AM so I hope I can make it though.
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I love you sweetheart…
I remember those days well with you and Emily (without the cockroaches though). Someday you will get some sleep, it might not be this year, but someday…
We love you and you are all in our prayers!!
(I hope Evan is feeling better)
oh jess. my complaints about not being able to sleep because of hard beds, noise outside, etc. pale in comparison to being a mom. thanks for the perspective. =) i love hearing your stories…keeping telling them. miss you lots.