Sophia was up from 1 am until 3 am. It was obvious that she wanted to get to sleep, but alas between our creaky floors and whatever was bothering her, Zzzzs were evading her and thus, hubby and me. While she speaks a few words, she can’t quite tell me what is bothering her and we’re not keen on medicating her without a clear and obvious reason, so sleep has eluded us.
Most parents know what it is like to work after a few sleepless nights and come home to a child who is more like a gremlin. The alarm startled me out of my sleep this morning and I thought “surely this is all some sort of a joke and it is NOT 6:00 AM”. Oh but it was, and then serious frustration came over me. I came into the office, okay, stumbled into the office in my sleepless haze and promptly caffeinated myself enough to be cordial to coworkers and productive. While having a cup o’ Joe, I read up on the happenings of the world. I didn’t need my coffee after watching those pictures and reading what has been going on in Israel and Gaza. The images of children pulled out of the rubble on either side are now seared into my memory. I promise not to complain about my little gremlin Sophia so long as I am blessed to hug her every morning and night. Sometimes we loose perspective; I know I do.