Ramblings of a Tired Mom

Drinking coffee at 10:00pm. At least it is on a Saturday night.

I have set myself up for failure, but sleep will come with a fight.

I am writing at the dawn of a new day. Sounds beautiful right?

The mindless words of a sleep deprived mama who tries with all her might.

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Why am I still typing. I ask this question in my head.

I would be much better off at least lying in my bed.

Or quietly reading, and then able to dream about what I read.

But I continue typing, typing, typing instead.

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My son has started a bad habit

Of playing late into the night on his tablet

He is currently playing a game on it

While we are in the living room fully lit

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Tomorrow morning I know I will regret

How long we stayed up, awake and set

A new bedtime routine that would eventually let

Our bodies think we did not need the rest we did not get.