...his sleep derived mama
...and a homemade card
Here's the card in question:
I think I've mentioned before that I make Hank (and eventually Eliza and Sully when they are old enough to appreciate them) cards and little goodies that I place on the bedside tables at night. Just for a fun surprise when they wake up. It's not often, just one time a month maybe. (Although this little practice seems to justify all sorts of stamping purchases way out of proportion to how often I actually do it.)
I need to find three little matching boxes to start filing away all the goodies so they can take a box of mama love with them when they leave the nest. .That's the plan anyway. I have lots of plans...not so much time it seems...HA!
Hank had a quick burning fever the other day. Also happened to be the day I got Little Hot Rod and Fabulous Frames in the mail. Twist my arm to make him a get well card. Left it with him the last time I was in to check on him for the night.
Now, I'm a nursing mama with a five week old baby. Ya'll can imagine the vast quantities of uninterrupted sleep I'm getting right now. And my first born son? Well...he is an early riser. He might as well sit on the back fence and crow at the rising sun every morning.
Usually Daddy deals with all that, being a bit of an early bird himself.
Hank wakes up at 5 AM, sees his card, and decides it is a good day to get me up first. And so, somewhere through the haze I hear, "Mommy, what does this say?"
All I understand because I'm basically comatose, is that 1) It is night time, 2) Hank is out of bed, and 3)He's asking me to read something. I was not making the connection in my sleep addled brain that he was asking about the card.
I had one priority...shut the kid up and back in bed. So I groan and say rather firmly (not knowing what I was really meant to be reading), "It says GO BACK TO BED! It's still night time!!!"
Seriously, while I was at it, why didn't i kick a puppy in front of him too? I lost all my Mama Points that I made when I gave him the card in the first place.
Fortunately, Matt had it together enough to make my apologies for me. And read the card for him. And tuck him back in bed. Hank forgave me and even made me a love card of my own as soon as he could get in my office and to his little craft desk. Sweet boy.
But wait, that wasn't my only mothering faux paux of the day. The next one I have no excuse for...I was awake and had mainlined my morning coffee. My MIL called to ask about Hank's fever. And when we were done discussing that, asked me how the other two were doing. I thought she was momentarily off her rocker. I don't have three kids! I only have two! Why is she asking about a third?
Yes. sadly...I forgot about the baby! Not the first time either. Sleep deprivation does it every time. Good thing Sully doesn't know any different right now.
Hope that all made you laugh. Take care.
Ink: Simply Chartreuse, Pure Poppy, Enchanted Evening.
Dies: Little Hot Rod