Just Nicky

Going to Mental August 26, 2008

The dancing souls from the mental institution (365/125) by JenniPenni

I feel like this picture looks. If there is ever a kind of day when I am inches away from going mental, today would be it. I am tired. Leila is tired and groucy. Finn is tired and silly. And my plans for the day have gone out the window.

Leila was awake a couple of times through the night. I ended up bringing her into bed with me somewhere between 5.30 and 6.00. She went to sleep. I did too, but not completely. I was in that half awake twilight zone where I was keeping an eye on her at the same time as I was dozing so I didn’t get much more rest. I’ve kept Leila home from childcare because she seems just too tired and grouchy for it today.

Finn came in to see Mark before I brought Leila to bed – so around 5-ish, I think. Mark sent him back to bed and when I went to get Leila his light was on and I could hear him playing so he’s been up for ages.

A while ago, after some spectacular misbehaviour, which included tripping his sister, hitting me and refusing to sit in the corner, I decided that, given the dark circles under Finn’s eyes, some time back in bed wouldn’t hurt. As you can imagine, this was not popular. Still, I convinced him to stay in bed with his radio on. I had to go back in to reinforce that I meant lying in bed, not sitting up playing with his bears, but I just checked again and he’s out like a light, thank goodness.

I also suggested to Leila that she should go back to bed too. It worked like a treat yesterday and today she toddled into her room obligingly, but balked at actually going to bed. I put her in the cot anyway and all is now quiet. I’m not game to have a look, since she’s likely to sense a disturbance in the force and start yelling again.

Going back to bed myself is looking very tempting. Today just might be salvageable after all.