Mommy Confessions: Bed Time

#42 Hubby put Sprout to bed tonight while I was out with my mom. It's the first time he's let anyone but me put him to bed. I was so proud of Hubby for managing to get him to sleep and proud of Sprout for trusting in his Daddy. But another part of me is sad that he doesn't need me as much anymore.

#43 I have developed a habit of responding to Peanut's "Why" questioning with the dreaded, "Because I said so!" response. I have got to work on that.

Mommy Confessions: Stinky Feet & Sleep

#40 I let Sprout stay up later than Peanut...even though he's 2 years younger. But it's not because we favor him...it's because he WON'T GO TO SLEEP! So we stopped fighting it a long time ago & now just let him stay up a little later than his brother.

#41 I think it's adorable that my kids have really stinky feet. I don't know why, but I'm amazed that such tiny cute feet can smell so bad!

You Know You're A Mom of a Terrible Sleeper When...

You know you're a mom of a terrible sleeper when:

• If you are lucky enough to get any "extra" sleep, you can barely function. You might even get a headache.
• When your husband wants to watch a movie with you at night, you start calculating in your head when you'll get to bed...based on the length of the movie and how many times your child might wake up.
• You laugh to your self when parents of newborns complain that their baby isn't sleeping through the night yet. If they only knew.
• You tell yourself, "This won't last forever. Some day I'll complain that he's sleeping too long or sleeping in too late."
  

Mommy Confessions: Another list of lazy confessions

#29 Tonight we got home from vacation and I had nothing planned for dinner. I baked some tilapia for the boys and Peanut says, "Mom, we need something to go WITH our fish." I reply, "Hmmmmm...want some raisins?" I guess I better stop by the store tomorrow.

#30 I stay up way later than I should most nights. But it's the only time the house is completely quiet and I just want to be awake and enjoy it!

#31 Before we had kids I would say, "My pets are my kids." Now they are just the dog and the cat. Or when they make a mess I tell Hubby they are "his dog" or "his cat." For example, "Your f*****g dog pooped in the neighbor's yard again today."

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Mommy Confessions: Sleep, Exercise & Reindeer

#5 Neither of my kids sleep through the night, Sprout especially...and I am so jealous of the moms with babies that sleep through the night.

#6 I never exercise anymore and my kids are my excuse. So lame, I know.

#7 I'm so excited that Peanut is starting that "wild imagination" thing. He tells me daily that a pink fox and Santa's reindeer are in front of the house & they want to eat our carrots. I'm envious of the joy he finds in things that aren't really there.

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