August 8, 2013

In the Still of the Night

Most mornings when the clock screams 7am and the boys are bouncing by my bedside ready to go for the day, I groan to myself saying: Why, oh why, do I stay up so late? But... then the day goes by, tickety toc, and night comes back around and once again I am up til 2am. 
I like to blame my unbreakable cycle on Hopie girl, because hey I wake her up to do her last feeding between 12 and 1am, so really I just can't go to bed before 2, right? 
The culprit of my late nights. 

Actually, it is probably this little 3 year old chica who is to blame for my need to chilllllll into the wee hours of the night, so that I can gear up for the next day of her constant at-ti-tude. 

When I am pregnant (which seriously seems like the last 20 years of my life) I go to bed at 7:27pm every.single.night for nine months straight. Yea, I am just heaps of fun for my dear husband! So, when I am not pregnant, thus not sick and tired ALL of the time, I love the mere fact that I can stay up if I want to. I also love the fact that I can just get some plain ol' sh*t done. (Sorry for the random cursing. It just feels damn good to put it out there. I still love Jesus. Promise.) 
If you were a fly on my wall from the hours of 10pm to 1:30am, what would ya see me doing? Actually, a better question might be what would you not see me doing? I clean up the home front (which takes a solid hour and a half on a good night), scrub the floors, paint my stubs/nails, make dents in the laundry pile, pound away on this here computer, organize the pantry, workout to a dvd, watch movies with Matt, watch whatever show I am addicted to at the given moment, eat me some popcorn, munch on handfuls of semi sweet chocolate chips, and of course nurse da Hopie girl, which is why I am up anyways (haha!).
I have been trying to go bed earlier, (my fingers crossed just a little bit), but it is just so dang hard. I love the quiet, hangin with my love or chilling by myself. No one wakes up and more importantly no one is asking me for an-y-thing. 
So really, what can I say except that it is just so plain nice to stay up late. But, holy momma can I pay for it some mornings... But, in the still of the night (like right this second) it's all worth it. 


  1. I'm the same way- the girls have been getting up super early some days (5:30!), and that kills me, but it's so hard to get to bed early. I love the uninterrupted time in the evenings!

  2. I would gladly fall asleep as soon as we put the kids to bed (which is like 7 or 730) but my husband is like you, he needs to have some down time before falling asleep or he feels crazy. But still, we go to bed by 10 most nights!

  3. I totally agree! I feel like my only time for me is when everyone is in bed. I have been blessed with amazing sleepers so I feel like I will get plenty of sleep no matter how late I stay up, but 7 am sure does roll around faster than one would think...

  4. I don't know how you are survive on 5 hours sleep??? I would be insane! My kids go to bed by 9 and I consider myself lucky to make it to 10:30 or 11:00 before I collapse. I need some down time, but I just can't stay up late.

  5. This post has reminded me that I should probably already be's amazing how peaceful the night is for a mama!!

  6. Love the pics of your girls! And totally get why you stay up late - I mean how fun is Matt to hang out with and how fun are you to hang out with when you get time by yourself haha!
    My grandma Reva, mother of nine, is STILL a night owl because that was the only time she could get anything done. At least now, at 85, she sleeps in til 9 or 10!
    As tired as I am right now, thinking I'll go make some popcorn and pour a glass of wine!
    Bill wants to stay up to watch breaking bad anyways. Tell Matt it's the equivalent to his Sons of Anarchy show.
    Love you.

  7. I am the same way! I'm a night owl and an early bird--and it's tiring to be both. My kids are all grown, but I used to be that way for the same reasons as you are. Now, it's just that I still don't think there are enough hours in the day to do everything I want to do...I need a 40-hour day. And I love that peace and quiet in the wee hours.

    You're going to find that when your kids get older, they'll still keep you up (it's not just nursing that happens late at night!). My husband and I could never sleep if they were out; and if they were in, we didn't like missing out on time spent with them, so we'd stay up and hang out with them, watch what they were watching, talk...if we got to bed before midnight, it was a miracle--and we're still that way.

    Anyway, with a few name changes I felt like I could have written this post...not as cleverly as you did, however!


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