I took Pumpkin to her music class yesterday. It was a cool, windy day, and not very August-like. Everyone looked sad, and tired, and of course they started to complain about the weather. When the weather-talk died down, we moved on to how tired we all were. Incidentally, I have no business being tired. My kid sleeps from 8:30 to 8 everyday, and also takes a 3 hour nap every afternoon. If I could lay blame anywhere for my "fatigue", it would be on Jay Leno, not the fact that I am a mother of a two-year-old. That does not negate the fact that I do feel exhausted, it's just that I don't have a good excuse for feeling this way. Nonetheless, in this room full of moms, I wanted to bond with them in sleepless-ness. I turned to the one sitting next to me and rhetorically asked, "am I ever going to feel well rested again?"
"Not for a long time", was the reply with a chuckle. She continued, "I'm still breastfeeding this one, and he still gets me up for it in the night." (her child is at least two-years old). She went on to explain, "My other kids are older and don't need me 24/7, but this one requires my full attention, all the time."
"How many kids do you have?", I inquired.
...and that is the last time you will hear me complain to another mom that I am tired.