I’m not sure why but for some reason my mind thinks in rhymes when I’m tired. I apologize in advance.
I glance at the clock and it reads 1:33,
Can I fall back asleep? Nope, I gotta pee.
I do my business and get back into bed,
But I know no rest will come for this sleepyhead.
Suddenly, at 2:07, from Rory’s room I hear a shout,
“Mommy!” he yells…Damn, I know his binky fell out.
I search all around his bed without a light,
This fucking binky is going to ruin my entire night!
Binky was found and the boy is fast asleep,
For the rest of the night I won’t hear the slightest peep.
This doesn’t help me, it’s now 2:44,
Please let me sleep…just a little bit more!
Fine, I’ll get up and go watch some TV.
There’s nothing on but infomercials for Insanity.
Yay! I have DVR’d 4 episodes of Parenthood!
A few of those will do me good.
I watch 2 full episodes and now it’s almost 4,
There’s no point in trying to sleep anymore.
I make a pot of coffee and have two mugs,
There’s no way I’ll make it through the day without some drugs.
I hop in the shower, I’m sure everyone will be up with I get out,
Nope, everyone’s still sleeping. “Wake the fuck up!” I want to shout.
My total sleep time is a mere 2 hours or maybe 3.
Either way it’s not enough…that I can guarantee!