School is almost out for the year. One child has graduated and the other still has a week to go. No vacation for me on the horizon. The morning brings getting the wee teenage child out of bed and then getting myself ready for a full day of work.
That is with no sleep. Not at night. Not in the day. Sleep and I are not friends. Sleep ignores me, making me feel like some cast off lover that waits in the wings for the day when nobody else is available to share his bed.
Teens sleep as if they’re drugged in deep slumbers. It takes a monumental effort to get them up in the morning. I am awake but dreaming of sleep.
I’m not Catholic but I hear there are many saints with vague references to dreams and sleeping disorders. No such luck for Vampires. Yes, it’s complicated when we can’t sleep. Hell, it’s complicated for anyone.
If suddenly sleep came with great dark wings and embraced me I’d give him a piece of my mind about his recent behavior. It isn’t just sleep that I need but a quiet mind.
But no matter how many deserts I cross or mountains I climb or mom things I have to do…alas, having a quiet mind is not on my list, nor is sleep, at least not until tonight when I will try once more to not complain and be a saint (like all good moms.) Saint Juliette of the Quiet Mind.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman