On Friday morning I sent Bob a text asking him to help me think up some strategies for my sleep issues. Mostly right now my main issue is that Boy wakes up by 5:45am most days, and if I am up in the night with any of the kids, his early start is just more than my pregnant body can handle. I don't actually do all that well with his wake up routine even when I am not pregnant, but that's another post. I feel like a zombie--a cranky, mean hearted zombie who may or may not yell at her children just for acting chipper and awake at 6:15. Its no fun.
Anyway, I sent Bob the text and his response totally blew me away. Out of the water to a mountain far from the seaside. Instead of any number of expected answers, he said I had been needing a break anyway and promptly booked me 2 nights in a nearby hotel to hide from our children and sleep without interruption. I have already basked in the 2 nights and 2 days of rest and come home again and I am still in shock. His only instructions were not to spend more than a set amount on my food and entertainment(which is only fair), and that if I "started freaking out about paying for this he would go 'ape sh#t'" He's a wonderful man, have I mentioned that?
One result of this truly glorious reprieve is I suddenly feel able to hope for a less chaotic future, and continue functioning almost normally amidst the current disorder for awhile more. Another is that I feel like I've actually slept for the past 2 nights, which hasn't happened in 6 months at least. Plus I got the added bonus of a few hours to hang with my dearest friend, whom I have known since college and rarely get to talk with when there are neither children nor husbands around. Altogether this was a much needed and divine gift for which I am more grateful than mere words can ever express.
I have to repeat that Bob is quite possibly the most amazing man ever born and I am blessed to be his wife.
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