Too Tired, Too Much And Only So Much I Can Do

Well it's late again and I have finally got Bailey to sleep. It took me a little while to get Brandon to sleep also but eventually he stopped wriggling enough to fall asleep. I was up at 3am this morning dealing with Brandon's bed wetting again. That made it 3 times last night he wet his pants.So at 3 am in the morning I can tell you that it is still dark outside. By 4am though it's light. By 5:30am I'm showered, dressed and really wishing that I could go to sleep. That's why now at 9pm I'm truly too tired and feeling like the world is a bit too much. Sitting on a tropical island with my feet in the water would make me feel better though.Then all I would need is a personalised chef and the ability to sleep uninterrupted for 1 whole week, and someone to do all my paperwork.

I think I spent most of my day making food for the 2 boys. Pre-breakfast I spent what seemed like an eternity trying to make morning tea and lunch for Brandon fit into 1 lunchbox. Mission Impossible. What made it even harder is that the Kindergarten have requested that we provide a "litter free" meal for the kids. So everything has to go in plastic containers in the lunch box, taking up valuable room in my opinion. Anyway I did it, although I did stuff 1 packet of biscuits and a bar into the lunchbox at the end. Let's just hope that I can replicate the whole thing again tomorrow.

Bailey and I dropped Brandon off at Kindergarten with a wave goodbye. I still stood there in the middle of the kindy dumbfounded because I keep thinking there should be more to it. I snapped out of it, picked up Bailey and off we went.One of my friends was dropping off her little boy too so we organised to meet up at the indoor playground near home. 20minutes later we met up again. There Bailey and I and my friend and her little boy played for several hours. Eventually Bailey and I headed home. I was so excited that Bailey would have a sleep and then I could relax for a bit. I even contemplated watching some daytime TV. He didn't sleep.

So out came all the food again and I made lunch for the 2 of us and then afternoon tea for when we pick Brandon up. I was 100% sure he would ask for food once he was sitting in the car. And so he did. When we walked into the kindy to collect Brandon he was just sitting on this tiny blue chair with a Spot the dog book in his hands looking so very little and lost. The first words out of his mouth were "Mummy, I was so worried about you" It just broke my heart. He was just tired and I think a little bit flat. Off home we went with both boys munching away on an orchard of food.

Daddy was already home by the time we arrived home. I rushed off to work while daddy entertained the boys. Once I finished I cooked some dinner for the little people and fed them outside. We bathed and dressed them for bed. This whole process seems to take absolutely hours. Anyway, I'm going to try and find something for dinner because I don't have my personal chef just yet. Cheese toast is looking like a good option for someone so tired. Sweet dreams.