I Should Be Sleeping…

Do all my blog writings happen to be on the subject of sleep?  I just LOVE the sound of nothing surrounding me when it is past midnight.  I have NO where to go in the morning, so I know I can sleep as long as I want.  You know how that goes though…the “Mommy” sleep.  
This is my impossible expectation of my “sleeping in”.  Close door, hope that an older kid wakes up, or at least #5 so that he can get cereal for #6.

How life REALLY pans out.  

8AM (NEVER before because I teach my kids the very most important # of ALL #’s!) the “8″.  

(Rule #1-NEVER even THINK of coming out of your room before 8AM!)

OK…8AM…KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK..NOT on my door, on the lil boys room.  They have a child safe lock that #5 hasnt learned how to open.  He use to let the baby out, and no one would know, where he was or what he was getting into.  #5 has learned that he can’t let him out anymore, and has asked us to remove the lock.  I have tried.  All you have to do is pull the 2 halves apart..right?  No, it wont come apart.  Must get my 5 yr old to do it, because its parent-proof besides toddler proof.  
SO, #5 has to go to the bathroom, the knocking has now woken up baby, who is always STARVING when he wakes up.  I quickly sweep him up into my arms, put him on the couch, in front of the “babysitter” (aka Satan-I mean TV) and grab a cup of cereal (has to be sugar kind or he screams..God forbid if its Cheerios!  He HATES them!) Get him a drink…HAS to be juice (which we ran out, so ice tea is like juice, almost the same color as apple cidar?) He HATES milk! (Whose the boss here?) I just want more SLEEP!  OK, 3 yr old is down to watch him…(yes I have an alarm, a watch dog, and safety locks on ALL exits!).  Time for more sleep.

830 #3 wakes up, and whatever he decides to do, whether computer game, video game,  TV, drums, (Whose idea was it to buy him drums?) he does EVERYthing LOUDLY!  He doesn’t get the meaning of the word QUIET!!  

830-900 Aprox every 5 minute at least 4 different children take turns coming in.  They ask random questions that have no pertinence until 10AM.  Finally #2 wakes.  Mommy Jr. She takes over. She gets every fed, involved in something that keeps them away from me, but then eventually loses patience by 10.

10AM…Mom, are you waking up?  I guess so.  I have heard everything from the entire cereal box of rice krispies (my most hated cereal spill) to the fighting over the remote.  

10AM is also when the rest of the world knows that Joy is hopefully awake.  The phone starts ringing, kids are hanging on me.  They are hungry, they have eaten waffles, cereal in a cup, and probably snuck in some otter pops too.  They are famished, they eat their 2nd breakfast and I slowly come to.

I know, I am a home schooling mother of many.  I should wake with the crack of dawn (sorry no dawn here, in the rainland), read my Bible, get dressed, make my bed, and have all their breakfast ready before they wake up.

I live in a constant state of realness.  To me, life is NOT pretending to be something that you are not.  Yes, I am a night owl.  Yes I like my sleep too, but in the morning hours.  No I do NOT milk a cow, and sometimes my devotions with God are reading my daily text messaged Bible verse from our local radio station while using (hiding out?) the bathroom.

What you see is what you get.  People think since I have been home schooling for 7 years that I am some kind of an expert.  I think I am an expert in the field of “what NOT to do as a home schooling family”.  

 

Life is craziness around here.  This past month we had #4 hooked up to an IV.  #3 with a mouth/gum/lip injury full of dirt and splinters that even the Dr and nurse didnt know how to deal with, and #1 who wants to break his fingers (who plays the electric guitar) riding his skateboard.

I LOVE my life, LOVE my kids, and LOVE the way I do things.  I do things MY way, with GOD’s help!

I have no idea if this writing even makes any sense.  As usual it is just a bunch of babbling & venting. 

But if it was any kind of worthy English Literature piece, it would not be found here on my blog.

Must go get some ZZZ’s now…So I can try and survive another crazy day in the life of Joy.