Breezy nights in my first life.
It's 11:40 pm right now. As I'm in my kitchen, I glance over at the moon. It's probably the only calming gesture that I've had all night. Can't really go and lay down. My son's taken over the bed yet again, and it's too late for fussing. He can have it tonight. And to think, my husband will be home within an hour or so. I can hope he doesn't want to go straight to bed. I see him for 4 hours a day, if that. I keep thinking to myself 'sleep when you're dead'. I laugh at myself every time. Fact is, we might only live once. Maybe not our souls, but this family and love is for once. I'll sleep and dream for a while... Every night I will, and when I do, I'll have both my boys next to me.
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