Last night, I was in bed by 9:00. That never happens!
The nice thing about crashing so early is that A came to cuddle with me. It was really special.
I was so tired, I fell asleep in the middle of our conversation. Lucky for me, she is very forgiving!
This morning, I woke at around 6:15. So wierd. I never get up that early by choice. But I was up.
Moshe was shocked. Then it occured to him to ask...."do you think you can take the kids to school this morning?"
"Why not?" I responded, unusually chipper.
He was so relieved that he could go back to sleep. He's been working really late, 'cause he is in a major crunch period at work, and he is so tired! It was nice to be able to give him that gift.
Moshe always takes the kids, even when he is not feeling well. He almost never bothers me in the mornings. If he wakes me in the morning to take the kids, then I know he is really sick.
Even on mornings like this, when I am taking the kids, he does everything to make sure they are ready to walk out the door. I just drive.
It was nice to have that extra time with the kids, when I was not exhausted. We talked about all sorts of things during the car ride. It was nice.
When I got home, Y was up and getting ready for school. I am not sure why, but school started late for her today. I took advantage of the extra time with her and made us a nice breakfast for us to eat together. I made breakfast the way my dad does. I made toast (from really good bread), hash browns (from leftover potatoes, using LOTS of onions), and omlettes (that came out perfect!). Y ate her food with ketchup and I added salsa. yummmmm.
We ate and talked and it was a really nice morning.
I was in such a good mood that I suggested to Y, who was debating which bus to take, that maybe I would take her. But I spoke too fast. After a few minutes, I realized that it would be better for me to go back to bed and sleep a bit more.
Y was disappointed. It would have been better had I not offered. Especially since I told her too late to take the first bus and then she missed the second bus (she must have gotten distracted when she was on the computer). After she realized she missed the bus, she really wanted me to take her. I was already on my way back to bed. I was not ready to switch gears.
When Y left, she knew she would be late and she was not happy. I felt torn, but I knew that going to sleep was the right decision for me.
What would you have done?
I spent a little time with Moshe, then fell into a deep sleep.
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
The Silent Intifada
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