Lost my marbles

It's been a while since I've posted anything. I find lately I'm too exhausted to consider writing. That seems really terrible because, really, how hard is it to write. It seems really hard these days.

M has not been sleeping well. We've been thinking he's having nightmares but I've realized it's likely because there have been so many changes in his little life these last few weeks. These have not been big changes but he tends to be very sensitive to anything different and if it's not routine it really throws him off.

A couple of weeks ago, a boy he has gone to daycare with from the beginning stopped coming. Everyone wondered where he was and near the end of the week we found out his dad had passed and he was in the care of social services. He was M's friend, his little playtime buddy and although they don't really play much together at 2 they still form bonds. M's little world had changed with no warning.

Then we had our niece and nephew stay with us for a few days. M loves them. He cried for them when they left. He still looks out the window every once in a while and asks for them.

Now we have a puppy. I truly must have lost my mind somewhere along the way. M was not sleeping well before the puppy. Now he's really not sleeping because the puppy howls. All night. I think she stopped for about 3 hours the first night. It didn't matter, since in the time she stopped M woke up and started screaming instead. Sleep exists only in my imagination.

This morning I woke up at 6:30. An hour before I had to. I realized this was actually a good thing. This would give me a whole hour to drink coffee in relative quiet. I'm so deluded. I let the dogs out, came back up with them, went to pour my coffee and heard " Mommeeee" So much for peace and quiet with my coffee.

We watched the morning news for a little while and then I popped a little Sesame Street on so I could get ready for work. M was dressed, the puppy was in her crate, lunches were packed and we were ready to go. Until M let the puppy out of the crate. 4 times. Chase the puppy, catch the puppy, put the puppy in the crate, convince M to leave the house. Repeat. I finally gave up, went out the door, put the stuff in the car, came back and found M hanging out at the top of the steps with the older dog. He didn't see the need to leave the house. It took almost 30 minutes from the time we were ready to go until the time we actually made it into the car. There was a lot of kicking and screaming.

Tomorrow morning we start puppy classes. After I drop M at daycare. If someone finds me parked in the driveway, sleeping behind the wheel, you now know why.