Snot Rag

I remember when I used to love this time of year. This time change made it acceptable to stay in bed that extra hour. I love my sleep. However, I have not really been able to enjoy that extra hour for oh, I don't know, a few years now.

This year I did not have high hopes for the extra hour of sleep. With both Meghan and Sean refusing to sleep late on weekends (I don't understand why they insist on waking earlier than the weekdays) I knew I would be getting up the usual time (meaning really an hour earlier by the clock). What I was not expecting was Sean to be sick. He woke up about 1 AM-ish screaming. And continued to do so all night. The only way he stopped was if you were holding him standing up or sitting straight up. I spent the night sitting up in a chair. So this year, instead of an extra hour sleep, we had an extra hour of misery.

I spend the weekend exhausted with dried snot on my sholder. I can never seem to get his nose wiped in time. I just gave up at one point and accepted that I was his snot rag.

It's only Monday and I already cannot wait until the weekend. I plan to take a nap. We'll see if that actually happens....