Sleep, Where are you when I need you most?

    Today, for the first time in over a month, I have all four children under my roof.  I should be at ease and have some sort of peace of mind.  I've mowed the lawn which was a disaster....that's what happens when you don't mow the grass for a few weeks!  If only those darn sleep aids would kick in!

    It is 12:03 am and I've tried for the past hour to go to sleep.  I've poked my husband to make him stop snoring.  I've put the power chord to the lap top under the bed so that darn bright blue beacon won't light up the whole room.  I've listened to the deep sleepy breathing of the puppies, who could sleep through an earthquake.  I've changed pajama pants because the capri pants forced me to stay under the covers.  The RLS isn't even driving me mad (which normally happens). 

      I find myself awake, sitting in the dark, and blogging.  Not one of my finest moments but we all do what we have to do to get us through.  I truly hate it when you try to fall asleep and it's like your brain just won't cut itself off.



       So, what do you do when you can't sleep? 

Time is My Enemy

     Monday I registered two of the kids for school.  Today I have to register one more.  Next week Hub has to register the last child.  Where did the summer go?!?!?!?!?  This time next week I will be forced to join the working world after a blissful and somewhat productive two months.  I'm going to go ahead and say that I'm not going to be a happy camper about all of this.  I've gone into work several times this summer because of the BIG move our school just went through.  It's so much different going to school when there are no children there.  Of course, the new child coming into my class with her over zealous mother is ready to get the ball rolling and get the show on the road.  I understand that parents with children who are disabled more than likely tend to get a little more stressed than those of us with so-called normal children.  The thing that gripes me is that the majority of my parents with the exception of one or two are unemployed or on disability themselves.  That really is a frightening statistic when you think about it.  I hate to be so cynical but they are ready to have their days free of children.  Ok so I had to get that out of my system. Ten children in diapers and four adults should be able to get the job done, right?!?!?!?

Monday was a very sad day for me, by the way.  I had to go register Princess for her first year of high school.  We left the house in pouring rain and I just knew that was a sign that she shouldn't be registering for high school.  I now know how Hub felt last year when he registered our step-daughter for high school.  I remember not so long ago Princess was starting preschool and kindergarten.  Now she is going to be going to the BIG school and she is slowly growing out of being my little girl and becoming a young woman.  Back in Kindergarten we didn't have to worry so much about her OCD and panic disorder and life was just all around more simple than it is today.  She started in June worrying about high school and plotting to get enrolled in the state's new online education program.  Hub and I agreed that she had to do at least one year at the high school as a test run to see how things will go.   From there we will have to decide what is the best option for her.  I'm hoping that everything will be fine and she will flourish but I still have my doubts at this point.

Happy Friday, by the way!!!