One of those nights
Sometimes I think I'm getting myself together and the universe slaps my arrogant thoughts away.
Robert and I are now having less help with Hannah at night because she is doing really well. This means more all night-ors all week long. Hannah still has not figured out sleeping with out medical support at night yet.
I started the kids getting ready for bed early tonight. My hope was to get a few moments to myself. Well the little darlings thought otherwise.
The neat thing was Hannah babbled Mommy sweetly to me. She asked to go to the potty. She tried to get me to have a conversation with her. In the breaks in between Gabriel was doing all the same things. It's genetic or I'm a real soft touch. Most likely a little of both.
I finally used the stern mommy voice on both of them and said go to bed.
Hannah of course grabbed my arm and smothered it in kisses.
--Mom
