I've tried to sit down and write this blog four separate times now. But I always feel guilty on the off occasion that I have a few minutes to do nothing... that I am in-fact doing nothing. So then I get up and wash bottles, or put in a load of laundry, or mow the lawn. It's always something. I am amazed that we weren't the most super-productive people on earth before Braeden got here, because we apparently had hours and hours every day that weren't filled with him. What the heck did we do with our time??
Last Sunday, as we were rapidly approaching the end of week 4 with Mr. Braeden, both Heather and I were feeling the pangs of insomnia. You could measure the longest stretch of sleep either of us had gotten over the last month with an egg timer. So on Sunday, with friends in town and the adults outnumbering the children 4-2 I decided to catch a quick hour long nap. I looked at the clock, which read 5:05 an asked Heather to wake me up at 6:00. She said ok and I was out cold before my head even hit the pillow. Before I knew it, Heather was next to the bed waking me up, and I have to admit, I actually felt a little refreshed! So imagine my surprise when I look at the clock and discovered it was after 7 pm.
My first thought was how sweet it was of her to let me sleep so long while she took care of the baby... Little did I know how devious my wife really is. As the story slowly unfolded over the next two hours, it was revealed that my innocent request for a nap was actually a calculated move in the epic battle of mommy vs. daddy. I asked her to wake me up at six specifically because I decided that an hour long nap didn't qualify as "Sleep" so when it came time to decide who would take what feedings, I wouldn't be handicapped by my foray into snooze-ville. Chalk one up for the guys, right? Wrong...
Heather saw right through my plan and decided that if she didn't wake me up until 7, then I had a two hour nap, which in the unwritten book of new parenting does in-fact qualify as legitimate sleep. So she intentionally left me snoozing for her own personal gain... well played Mrs. Carlton, well played. I guess that will teach me to underestimate her. Next time I want to take an hour long strategic nap, I'll set the alarm.
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How long now have you been married to Heather??? You should know better...way to go Mrs. Carlton!
Rob- Have you really not figured out that women are much smarter than their counterpart??? Especially when it comes to giving ourselves a personal gain! Not only do you realize you did with your time, but you will also wonder what you did with all that money pre Braeden. I told Drew we could have taken a nice vacation every 3 months before we had Hunter with the money we could have saved!!! It is so worth it though and eventually you will get more sleep...you know, like in 3 years or so!!! By that time, you'll probably be silly enough to have another one! Can't wait to meet Mr. Braeden on Thursday!
After Duncan was born, Daron and I constantly asked ourselves "What in the world did we do with all our time before this amazing little guy infiltrated our lives?". Of course part of the answer is go on spur of the moment trips, read books, watch R rated movies -- the list goes on. Take advantage of those quiet moments and don't feel guilty for taking a break. You need every bit of rest you can get.
And thank God for grandmas, even when they do drive us crazy. =)
We need more pictures!!! :)
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