I don’t know how mothers do it.
I’m guessing that mothers have special wiring in their heads to be able to fall asleep.
Well, either that, or are so sleep deprived that there’s no thinking involved… 😉
I’ve been up the past few nights thinking about other people’s kids. To make that sound a little less creepy, it’s the kids I work with. I feel like I can’t turn my brain off. It just makes me wonder… how do moms do it?
I think about my friends and family members – hell, my own mom – and just feel a larger sense of respect. It’s really amazing what you gals do, and you don’t get paid for it! Granted, I know I don’t get paid for my tossing and turning, but the rest of my day is fair game.
This whole rambling is true insight to the things that pass through my mind as I’m trying to fall asleep.
I haven’t had this problem in a long while. Much of it can probably be attributed to the billion things I’m trying to work out, I’m sure.
Part of it is the JDRF walk. My father, being the stubborn guy that he is, refuses to support the notion because it’s “not his fight anymore.” I reply, “What if you have a grandchild with Juvenile diabetes?” Smartass reply: “I don’t have any grandkids.” Yeah, you’re right. So what if what we’re doing doesn’t change the past (if only it did) – it sure as hell can change the future.
And it doesn’t change the fact that diabetes runs in our family. So far, another generation has already been afflicted. And why? Our biology! It’s only fair that we fight the good fight while we can.
The walk is always a challenging day. I have to do my damnedest to find that delicate balance between keeping my cool and showing genuine appreciation to those who donate their time and resources to such an important cause. That appreciation is difficult without emotion.
So, perhaps after the walk my Zzzzzz’s will come easier. Tomorrow I’ll start the shirts… and perhaps be accompanied with some Jet’s Red.
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