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