The saying goes that all good things must come to an end. That is how I am feeling about my time here in blogdom.
I have worked really hard to make this blog something that I have become very proud of and I have truly enjoyed meeting some wonderful new friends. However, the time that I feel I need to put into keeping this blog the way I want it maintained is just more than I can do right now. I have started developing a lot of anxiety about things that I should not be anxious about and I have been devoting time to this instead of to my family.
There may come a time when I feel more balanced and ready to come back to this but for now, this will be my last post.
Showing posts with label Confession Time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Confession Time. Show all posts
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Confessions of a Bed Hog
I confess- I am a bed hog! I need my space when I sleep. When I first married my sweet hubby, we had a queen sized bed and things were just fine. Now we have 2 darling children who are afraid of thunderstorms and like to sneak into bed with us early in the morning.
A few years ago, sweet hubby felt the pressure (intense pressure) to upgrade our queen bed to a king bed. We thought that would be the answer to all our problems.
Last night we had quite a thunderstorm come through around 3:45 am, so my darling Abby comes tiptoeing into my room. Thankfully Alyssa slept through it! With Abby tucked in between me and hubby, I tried to return to my peaceful night of sleep. Somehow I was awakened every 15-20 minutes by an elbow in the back or a foot to the back of the knee! It was brutal! I know someday she will be too big to want to sleep with us, so I tried to suck it up and somewhat just enjoy the fact that she is still little and wants to be with us! But come on, Mama needs some space, too! Is that horrible?
A few years ago, sweet hubby felt the pressure (intense pressure) to upgrade our queen bed to a king bed. We thought that would be the answer to all our problems.
Last night we had quite a thunderstorm come through around 3:45 am, so my darling Abby comes tiptoeing into my room. Thankfully Alyssa slept through it! With Abby tucked in between me and hubby, I tried to return to my peaceful night of sleep. Somehow I was awakened every 15-20 minutes by an elbow in the back or a foot to the back of the knee! It was brutal! I know someday she will be too big to want to sleep with us, so I tried to suck it up and somewhat just enjoy the fact that she is still little and wants to be with us! But come on, Mama needs some space, too! Is that horrible?
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