What
Is It About 3:30 In The Morning?
by
Cherie Logan
Finally,
the day
has slowed down and I can finish my next Gems article. I started
my morning an hour late and have been running ever since. I am
supposed
to take my thyroid medicine exactly on time, every twelve hours.
No problem, every mother of nine should be awake by 8:30 in the
morning,
right? Ha! Not if your husband and then your toddler keep
you
up until 3:30!
Sounds
familiar?
Didn't I mention 3:30 in my previous Gems article? Yep.
Even
titled it appropriately: Diving for Gems at 3:30 in the
Morning!
(No longer available because of the close of Themestream) But
that was different. For that article I was AWAKENED at
3:30.
This one I wasn't allowed to go to sleep until that almost habitual
hour.
You
should have heard
my tantrum when I finally felt sleepy after an exciting and romantic
evening
and my little daughter decided to repeat the previous night's antics by
waking up, seeing me and declaring, "I get up with you, Mommy!"
Augh!
Not again! I can't handle this! I loudly tell Neil that it
was his turn. He mumbles compliance. I shake Neil. He
snuggles further into the covers. I give up on his help. I
sweetly tell Chrystal to get into bed and I'll tuck her in but I was
going
to the bathroom first. Wicked me....I waited just long enough to
be sure she had fallen back to sleep...Victory!
So,
exhausted, I
slept right through my medicine alarm. How important is
that?
Well, since changing my thyroid medicine in May I have lost 80
pounds...pretty
important I would say. I'll have to tell you about that in
another
article. Pretty miraculous from my perspective.
In a
reverse of tradition,
the children woke me. They rushed me into starting life by
screaming
that we were going to cut a Christmas tree right away! I'm a fast
dresser and was out the door on time. Out the door but into the
mud.
We moved to six acres of dirt last spring and when it rains the ground
becomes a very slippery clay. Slipping and sliding I grumble as I
climb into our van. My whining goes unheeded. What other
intelligent
woman would insist on wearing sandals through the rain and snow of
Utah?
It is the last vestige of Southern California upbringing that I have
left.
With
our $5 permit
in hand we drive up to get a Christmas tree. Feeling organized, I
bring along my cooking magazine and begin to rip out pages and pop them
into the protector sheets in my personal Recipe Cookbook. On
bumpy
roads. On twisty roads. Oh my goodness...stop the
van...now...Right
Now! Shutting my eyes, holding my head, wishing I could also hold
my stomach I exert will over wave. My sympathetic husband says
something
about it not being smart to read while on bumpy, twisty mountain
roads.
Who made him so smart, anyway? It was probably the fact that he
was
asleep at 3:30 in the morning!
The
children and
husband pile out of the van and go hiking to the trees. I recline
in the front seat. I would have enjoyed the silence if only my
head
would stop spinning. Finally, they come return. The
children
are excited and Neil is disappointed. Next year we will go
further
up the mountain where the pretty trees grow.
By
the time we get
home I'm starved. I have to go into town to shop. I WANT to
go into town to eat. I'm a good budgeter and eat lunch at home
instead.
Following that the next few hours were spent with three of my children
and one of their friends shopping at Walmart and Albertson's and
spending
$50 more than planned. I might as well have eaten in town!
The
rest of the afternoon
was a blur. Showers, baths, jobs, dinner, driving a son to the
play
practice, helping my husband frame a room in the basement, and finally
rushing everybody out the door for the church Christmas play. My
youngest son had a speaking part and Chamrie and Chiya were dancing
reindeer.
Delightful!
Now,
finally things
have quieted down. What does that mean? The three teens are
at a movie with friends, the four middle children are watching TV with
their dad and my youngest is asleep. The tree looks pretty sad in
the fancy stand that I bought today. We'll have to decorate it
tomorrow.
I have to finish one Gems article and make my way to bed.
Hopefully
before 1 am this time!
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