A good nights sleep

When I was younger (let's not talk numbers) I used to be able to pull all nighters and really rock the next day. For the past five years I have been pulling many all nighters, but rarely rocking the next day. As a matter of fact most days the thought that I focus on the most is "I can do this." It kinda plays over and over, alternating with "just keep swimming" (insert Ellen Degeneres)
My kids don't sleep that poorly but when you couple the fact that we had four babies in five years with potty training, bad dreams and general random interruptions you end up with very little time spent actually sleeping. I will optimistically throw out there the idea that perhaps within the not too distant future our youngest will finally sleep through the night. This could lend itself to unbridled possibilities of long, uninterrupted bouts of actually sleeping. Should this occur I hypothesize (is that even a word, blame lack of sleep) one of two things. Possibility number one - more rested
Mom will wake up with no puffy, black sagging bags. Her seemingly endless fountain of patience, love and understanding will be recharged completely. Birds, butterflies and all sorts of gay creatures will most certainly make random sporadic appearances throughout our day.
More likely possibility number two - Although there is no visual cues that mom is getting more sleep she does seem at least a little more patient then normal. Today instead of her normal agitated "growl" we got out the door with only a few dozen relatively patient requests for various objects or actions. I may even have the energy an enthusiasm to manage to partake in an after bedtime activity or outing. Should the uninterrupted sleep continue I may, sit down for this, may even start waking up early or skipping my afternoon nap to partake in some form of semi structured exercise. A stretch, maybe.....
The most interesting part of this whole cycle is that I vividly remember six years ago, sitting in my rocking chair wondering when I would get to sleep for more then two hours at a time. If I had been the crying type I am quite sure that I would have been crying at that very moment because really, all I wanted was sleep. It seems like this time has flown by. I cannot believe that perhaps I am on the verge of sleeping for more then six or eight or dare I say ten hours without an interruption. Now I guess I better start drinking less water before bed lol

Surprise my house is a mess

By now it should not shock anyone that my house is a mess. Amazingly though, today there is no mount wash more. I will consider that a small victory and bestow upon myself a gold star. There is a basket full of clean laundry and a dryer full but those clothes have at least been contained o the laundry room lol
Last week I used my gift of two hours of cleaning time and had my bathrooms cleaned. I obviously did not think that through thoroughly enough though because I should've had that wonderful lady clean things that I completely neglect like dust, baseboards and dirty walls. Since I manage to get to the bathrooms at least semi annually without too much gnashing of teeth and wailing this was really not the most productive use of her time. With that being said, if you walked into my house today you would probably not believe me when I told you those bathrooms were just cleaned again by me, on Thursday.
My kitchen counter and sink are a disaster, there are toys strewn about the house. A few of my very carefully placed pieces of artwork (insert sarcasm here) have decided that my hideous walls and poor decorating sense were just too much for them to bare and they have lept from their intricately placed tacks to their doom. This morning I chose to ignore the mess and instead enjoyed the once in a lifetime opportunity to watch my two oldest daughters ride their two wheeled bikes for the first time. So, despite the many mothering failures I had today I am focused on the amazing adventure that is life :)