The truth was that my babies were born and for the first few weeks, my friend did avoid me. Honestly, though, I thought nothing of it. I was hormonal; I was cranky; I was not fit to be around anyway. But once we settled into a routine as a family, my friend started coming around again. I'll admit it: It gave me great pleasure to tell - no, to brag - to other mommas that my friend was still hanging tight with me. In fact, we could go on together all night long.
I may have spoken too soon. It actually started about five years ago... Probably about the time that Daughter 2 went to school. My friend just ditched me. Without warning, she disappeared. No call. No note. No nothing. That first night without my friend was hard. I cried. I cried real tears. Luckily (for The Dad) my sobs didn't disturb his slumber whatsoever. I, on the other hand, was up all night waiting for my friend.
Last night in particular, I missed my friend on several occasions:
- When Daughter 1 wandered through the house whistling for her dog, "Tanner." We don't have a dog name Tanner.
- When Daughter 2 got up and went to the bathroom, then crawled in bed with The Dad and me, then went to the bathroom. The crawled in bed with The Dad and me. Lather, rinse repeat for a full hour and a half.
- When The Dad talked about the stock market in his sleep, punctuated with fits of gibberish.
- When I turned on my phone and surfed the web for 24-hour pie delivery places in my area. (There are none. Entrepreneurs? You listening to me?)
Off all the things I miss since motherhood - late mornings after later nights, eating my meal while it's still warm and not sharing anything from my plate, a clean living room floor - I miss my friend, Sleep, the most.
What do YOU miss?
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