NaBloPoMo

Once I get into bed, almost nothing gets me out.

Even when Sawyer awakes with a cry, I try my best to convince Steve to get him (my rationale is that he can fall back asleep within seconds while it can take me hours). Last night, it was legitimately my turn, so I got up, led him back to bed and rubbed his back for a few minutes. He was quiet and seemed to be nearly asleep so I returned to bed. A few minutes later, he awoke again and started a cycle of coming to his gate, crying out, and returning to his bed. It seemed like the cycles were getting longer and he was clearly okay, so I decided to let him figure it out on his own rather than start the pattern all over again.

In the meantime, I was starting to fall asleep again when Steve's elbow crept into my space. I pushed it back and he took that as a sign that I was pushing him out to get Sawyer - in my groggy state, I wasn't able to tell him otherwise.

Okay, that was a bit of a long aside.

My original point was to show that I just don't get out of bed - not to pee (even when I was pregnant), not if I forgot to brush my teeth, not if I forgot to submit my timesheet, rarely even for Sawyer.

But this month, I have gotten out of bed after I've almost fallen asleep, not one, not two, but THREE times because I had forgotten to blog that day. Today was one of those days. We were watching friday public affairs on public television (I know, a riveting friday night activity) and I fell asleep on the couch before Steve pointed out I should go to bed.

As I was falling asleep, I suddenly realized I hadn't blogged, and that today was the last day of NaBloPoMO. For several minutes, I started writing a post in my head and then decided I had come too close to posting every day to miss it just b/c I didn't want to get out of bed. So I did, and here I am. 30 days, post every day. Let's see where i go next. Maybe I will actually post before 10pm one day!