I don't know how the stars lined up the days my children were born, but I can say without fear of being wrong they have much more stamina than me. Every night I think the same: how can it be that I am yawning and they are as if they were 10 in the morning?
So every night, or many of them, I just ask you to lie down, not only to rest, but also to let mom and me rest, and above all to me, that I am the one who has the worst sleep late. Some days I get it and some do not, and not only for them, but because you just picked up dinner and the house when we should all be sleeping (there are nights that give me eleven and sometimes even later).
And when I finally get it, when they are finally in bed and fall asleep, we get into ours and approach each other, she and I, putting the same face as Sam and Frodo in the picture.
And I thought all the children were like that
Surely you all know the phrase "children have a lot of energy." I have always been clear and I have always thought that they are all like that, that there is so much desire to play that the hours go by and the hours go by and they do not fall asleep if you do not urge them and insist that they get into bed.
But hey, no. Many boys and girls fall asleep much earlier. There are parents who tell me that at nine your children are already in bed, and some even before: "we have to distract her so that she does not fall asleep and dine a little before falling asleep ... and there are nights she does not eat dinner," a mother told me a few days ago. I was left with a fish face and said: "Well, my friends could have dinner, breakfast and lunch before falling asleep."
Frodo and Sam, Sam and Frodo
And there you have them, in the picture, which couple had told themselves during dinner that they would watch TV a little together that night, or that they would explain themselves, I don't know what, or that they could spend an intimate time, reaching the miracle bed , almost crawling on the floor until you take a sheet, pull hard, and climb until you lie down both the back creaks through several places and it hurts, as if I were not able to undo the arch of the column for so long standing without stopping.
I have taken the image from the Instagram account: KidsAreTheWorst and translated it to take advantage of writing this "relief". The best? That she and I both we take it with humor, while the day comes when they alone go to bed or, at least, that mom and dad can stay in bed even if they are awake talking about their things. The older and the medium are close to it, sometimes they already do, but the little one does not sleep alone, so even though I leave him in his bed, every night you have to be with him until he falls asleep, a few days before , others much later: if he has taken a nap can you give us twelve or one in the morning (I get shaking just thinking about it).
What about you guys? Are you also Frodo and Sam?
