I've been whiny lately. Zoodle's going through this period where he's having trouble going asleep and staying asleep (hence the full-sized bed, which I've already made good use of, sleeping next to him when necessary!)
It's tough, because there are multiple factors that could be contributing to his sleep struggles. (He's teething. Maybe he's giving up his nap, even though he's young for that. Maybe it's just that, as my Twitter friend religionbites said, "He's tttwwwooooo!") And all of those factors need to be dealt with in different ways. So The Engineer and I are just muddling along, trying to figure this out and get through it. Sleep deprivation isn't fun!
There I go...whining again. (Hey, I spend all day with a two-year-old and a four-year-old; I'm bound to pick up their habits, right?) I was all set to write a blog post explaining that I might not be blogging as often while we get through this time, since my inspiration and motivation are directly related to my quality of sleep.
Then I found myself thinking about my friend's uncle and aunt. They are in their 80s, and both of them fell this week. Her uncle's condition is dire, with bleeding in his brain, and they can't operate on him. Her aunt is having severe back pain.
And I realized--what they're going through is truly hard! Dealing with a toddler who's having trouble sleeping--sure, that's a bump in the road, but a bump I probably won't even remember in a year. If I look at my whole life right now, it's pretty amazing. I have a wonderful husband, kids I adore, a nice home, and all my physical needs are met. I have joy and meaning in my life. I have a real family and a church family who love me and enrich me. At 32 years old, my life is wonderful!
Sure, my everyday problems are genuine, but it's just nice to put them in perspective, to realize that even with nighttime wakings, I still love my life. I want to treasure these years with small children. This is a phase I won't get to repeat (assuming God doesn't have any BIG surprises in store for us!)
Amidst my yawns and frustrations, joy is there for the taking. I'm accepting it today!
P.S. I wrote this yesterday. Last night I got 8 1/2 hours of sleep! Now that's something to be thankful for!