Sleep

I am a person who requires sleep.  I'd love 9 hours but that isn't happening.  So now I would settle for 6 uninterrupted hours.  I remember thinking how wonderful it would be to get sleep when my children were babies but I knew going in that sleep would be elusive.  After they got into their toddler years I got that sleep (thanks to a great routine and helpful husband).  They slept  10 hours a night.  Of course we would have what seemed like weeks of an illness sweep through the family but we were always able to get back into our sleep routines.  

Now that I have teenagers I am once again not getting enough sleep.  Last night I heard cars around 11pm and knew son was home from water polo practice.  Great, I can get 7 hours of sleep.  But he doesn't come in, they all get in one car and leave.  I get a text they are going to get something to eat.    Ten minutes to one he is home, dog barks an alert.  He goes upstairs to his room and I drag myself up there because I have heard from other parents that you should always talk to you teens when they come home (so you can tell if they've had a drink, have red eyes).   I know he's a good kid (swimmers usually are -- forgot about Michael Phelps' lapse)  but I made myself go up and say good night.  

And don't even get me started on Mr. Snore through anything.