Potty Crashing

Most parents of small children understand the phenomenon that is lack of sleep. We wearily fall out of bed in the wee hours of dawn to provide waffles, cereal, and milk to our demanding hordes. We iron clothes (or steam them in the bathroom vapors) so our little ones appear neat and tidy despite the toothpaste leftovers in the corners of their mouths. We wrestle groggy and fussy natives out of footie jammies and into school uniforms. Mostly healthy lunches are packed in the hopes that we are teaching them the value of healthy living when all we really want to do is toss in a Snickers and call it a day.

We rub the sleep from our eyes, slick our fuzzy hair into a ponytail, and pull on whatever happens to be lying around that resembles something clean so that we can drive them across town and walk them to their classrooms. But the day isn’t over there. There is laundry, dishes, toys to organize, and a house to prepare for the after school assault.

So where does a mom find a little peace and quiet? Apparently, mine is found in the bathroom. Not just hiding behind a random shower curtain but while using the facilities. That’s right; I fell asleep while using the restroom…now that is tired!

I awoke quite startled and with a bathroom sink impression firmly planted on my forehead. Perhaps this is a "wake-up" call to get more sleep. Maybe I shouldn't worry about the dust bunnies under my bed plotting my demise...I'll count sheep instead.