Bump in the night....

I can now breath a sigh of relief......My Mom is now HERE! The freaking out, cleaning and preparing is now done. She pulled into town last night after driving from Austin, Texas. She had booked ahead a Hotel 20 minutes away from my house. She thought she would have one last night of peace and quiet. HA! I hadn't seen my Mom for almost a year and a half! She couldn't be THAT close and me wait another night to see her. Already the night before I couldn't sleep. I was like a kid the day before their 1st day of school. I was so excited and nervous.

My boys and I packed our things and went to spend the night in Grandma's Hotel! (My boys LOVE staying in Hotels!) Well, there was ONE king size bed and a pullout sleeper love seat. My older 2 slept on the pullout. My Mom, my 8 month old and I took the bed. We watched t.v. for a bit, then decided it was time to sleep. I turn off the t.v. only to realize how thin the walls are when we hear the t.v. from the next room over. I try forever to go to sleep and forget about the loud t.v., my Mom's snoring and the possibility that she might roll over on my infant during the night, or inhale him! I manage to drift off to until a noise awoke me.

What was it you ask? A knocking? Muffled voices? Oh, that's a head board and those are more like moans. Crap! I preferred their loud t.v. I won't be having any sex for 6 more months! (My Husband is deployed.) So, between the snoring and and sex acts next door I did not sleep well! Today was my oldest sons 6th Birthday! It was great and busy! We are now at home and all in bed asleep, except me. My Mom is rooming with my youngest. I am sleeping with my door open so I can hear him if he wakes. I can NOT use the monitor due to my Mom's man snores, that I can hear from across the hall anyway. She's gonna wake the baby! I'm gonna have to move him either in with his brothers or with me. I HAVE to sleep with my door closed and my Mom's door closed! I may have to stuff a sock in her mouth!!!

I must TRY to sleep now. BTW I give myself a little pat on the back for blogging 2 times this month. I will improve. This will be my therapy for the insanity that I'm sure will come, caused by my Mom living here for the next 6 months.

Nighty night.