No Food For You.

So…yesterday I overslept.  It was so weird.  I had my alarm set and when I woke up I saw that it was still correctly set — so I’m not sure what happened there.  I really don’t think I turned it off and went back to sleep only because my phone is new and I have to think about how to turn it off still.  I also have trouble answering it, figuring out when someone has texted me, and getting the battery to live longer than an hour.  My new phone and I are not friends.

Point being — I woke up later than I was supposed to.

Our schedule is such that I’m supposed to wake up at 4 a.m. — or before if Tom wakes up on his own — to feed him.  Then I put him back to sleep and get ready and leave the house by 5 a.m.  And you know with a whole 15 minutes to get ready that I’ve been looking pretty sharp at work this week.  (That sentence is an example of sarcasm.)

So by some miracle of miracles, I woke up at 4:40 a.m. even without my alarm or Tom.  I didn’t have time to wake Tom and feed him though, so I left Kevin a note on the door to Tom’s room telling Kevin that when Tom woke up, he’d be hungry.  And then I went to work.

I had the most difficult time at work yesterday.  I had missed seeing my little boy before I had to leave!  Well, I saw him but he didn’t see me and I felt horrible.  When I left work that afternoon to go pick Tom up, he rewarded me with lots of big smiles and reassured me that there were no hard feelings.  (Whew!)

I asked Kevin how it’d gone that morning, since Kevin had to pick up my slack.

Me:  “When did Tom wake up this morning?”

Kevin: “Around 5”

Me:  “Did you feed him when he woke up?”

Kevin:  “No.  He was really crying, though, and I couldn’t figure out what his problem was.  I gave him a pacifier and he was okay until around 6 and then I just figured that for some reason he was starving.  So then I fed him.”

Me:  “You didn’t see my note?”

Kevin:  “No.  Not until around 7.  I didn’t have my glasses on.”

So…not only did I not feed my baby, but Kevin didn’t either!  Poor Tom.  One parent doesn’t understand how alarms work and one parent is blind.  He’s totally screwed.

Last night I set two alarms since I wasn’t sure what the problem had been the night before and I didn’t want to miss out again (or starve him.) I was really prepared and I double-checked both alarms several times.

So of course, Tom woke up on his own at 1:45.

1:45 is the earliest he’s ever woken up.  Totally weird.  It’s usually around 3 if he does it on his own.  I assumed that I’d go in there and be able to calm him and he’d go back to sleep.

Nope.

Tom was wide awake.  I walked in there and he started smiling, laughing and cooing at me.  He was very excited that he had outsmarted me.  I can’t be certain, but I’m pretty sure his cooing translated into, “Hey Mommy!  Good morning!  You know what happened yesterday?  I don’t want that to happen again.  So I’m making sure I see you and that you feed me.  I love you Mommy!”

So I fed him.  And he smiled the whole time.  Wide. Awake.  Took me about 30 minutes after I fed him to get him back to sleep because he was talking so much.  The whole thing was hilariously cute to me.  (Delirious I’m assuming.)  I let him sleep in his swing in the living room and I slept on the couch.

My neck hurts now so…he wins.

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