
There was a time in my life I use to stay up until the break of dawn dancing the night away and drinking mixes of alcohol until my head would spin off to a buzz that made me feel like it was the happiest time in my life.
Fast forward 10 years later I still find myself up…sometimes until the break of dawn… and sometimes it felt like my head was ready to spin off, yet it still felt like it was the happiest time of my life. Especially when my 15 month old dances the night away like she had a few mixes of something so sweet it got her sugar high, jumping up and down the bed, or shaking her bum to the left & to the right even if her only music was my husband’s snore.
The ball of energy this two feet tall monster has 2:30 am in the morning is something I envy. That explains why I’m so fascinated and entertained by her rather than selfishly irritated that I’m not getting my 8 hours of sleep. I actually giggle at the thought of people who think they deserve 8 hours of sleep. I think once you commit to parenthood, you just throw that out the window. Like anything that keeps us up at night, whether it’s the excitement of painting the town red or a project that consumes our mind until we find our peace with perfection. My new passion is this child and the irreplaceable happiness she has brought to my life.
Just like the days when I use to party hard like it was 1999 have turned into amusing memories, so will my early mornings with my daughter. Enjoy it while it last because next thing you know, she’ll be partying outside the house where you can’t watch her – but you’ll still be up at night worried until she makes it back home safely. Parenthood is for life and sleep is for those who rather be lost in their dreams.
