Last night I was ripped from a peaceful sleep to the sound of, "MOOOOOOOOOM!!! MOOOOOOOOOOMM!!!! MOMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!" I go running into her bedroom expecting some sort of disaster. Instead I'm greeted by two wide awake children, perfectly happy and fine. Olivia proceeds to ask me,"Uhhmm... Mom? Mommy?... uuhmmm.... when it's March can we have brownies and candy on my birthday?"
SERIOUSLY!!! And then they were thirsty. Which they probably were since we stopped serving beverages with dinner to cut back on bedwetting (which has helped btw). So got them each a small sip of water. And I can NOT fall back to sleep. I was awake for 3 hours after this. And I got to thinking, all those older ladies of grown kids who tell me I'm going to miss this must have some serious memory problems.
I promise you I am not going to miss:
1:00am wake up calls
Children causing ruckusses anytime we leave the house (ruckusses I tell you!)
Getting a chunk of my shoulder bitten off by an insane 18 month old
Cleaning the same mess a million times a day
Being climbed all over and jumped on anytime I sit down
Taking at least 10 minutes to make any transition at all.
.... I could go on. I'm sure there is plenty I will miss about them being little. These things I will not. Plus more that I was able to think of at 3:00am but have now left my mind.
*I hope this post comes across as light hearted as I meant it. I do love my children and everything that comes along with them. Even all the crazy stuff... otherwise what else would I blog about?