Saturday, November 16, 2013
Here I am, 12:30am, and what am I doing? Eating a bowl of bananas and peanut butter and simply listening to my kids breathe. I wish that I were sleeping like they are. So why aren't I? Well, because my toddler keeps trying to kill my newborn. I was getting the 3 of us ready for bed when I had to run in the bathroom to put on deodorant. Generally, I keep it in my nightstand, but I ran out, so I had to steal some of the hubby's. When I left the room, Xena was laying under the blanket with her head on the pillow. Isis was laying at the foot of the bed in the opposite side. She was crying. I left the door open and just ran down the hall, the 10 feet to the bathroom. Only a couple of seconds. But by the time I got back, Xena was in the middle of the bed with Isis in a choke hold on top of her. So that leaves me here now, laying awake, listening to both of them breathe but mainly paying attention to Isis hoping she hasn't been injured and paranoid that she's going to stop breathing (really not helping that I have a friend who list her daughter to SIDS this morning and she was just 10 days younger than Isis), and eating because that's what nervous mothers paranoid that their kids are going to die do. However, I'm going to look at the bright side of things. Of all the things in the kitchen and pantry, I went for the peanut butter and bananas. There's a gallon sized Ziploc of Halloween candy and 3 cans of Pringles in the pantry with the peanut butter. Just a few feet away from the fruit bowl is the freezer with 3 cartons of ice cream, all sorts of sundae toppings in the fridge, and ice cream cones. That's pretty darn good of me, don't ya think? I mean, yes, I am emotional eating, but I chose something healthful. And besides which, I was feeling hungry anyway. If I had actually been intending on still being awake, I was actually leaving more towards a sandwich, but I'm not really starting awake... even though I am. A technicality, ya know. Technically awake, but not accomplishing anything. On a brighter note, I can read some emails and charge my Fitbit without missing a step. Ugh. So tired though. I wish these kids could just get along (or more so, that Xena would behave and not try to hurt her sister who is to young to protect herself).
Anyone with tips on quelling sibling rivalry?