How to Sleep In When You Have Kids


How to Sleep In When You Have Kids

This past weekend, my husband and I came up with the greatest parenting idea in the history of parenting ideas. We had a babysitter come from 7 to 10 a.m. so we could sleep late. Seriously, how have we never thought of this before?

This was our annual weekend of debauchery at the Lollapalooza music festival in Chicago. We see tons of bands over three days and stay out until 3 a.m. at after-parties. There may or may not be adult beverages consumed. And while it’s super fun, it’s also super exhausting. I know, no one feels bad for me because I am living it up in the VIP section drinking free beer and I should just shut my mouth now.

Normally, our parents pitch in for this weekend and watch the kids. But this year, they had just spent a few days with Jack, Emmie and Maeve while we were in Montreal. So we sucked it up and hired a babysitter for Friday, Saturday and Sunday. But we knew getting up at the butt-crack of dawn with our little roosters would be painful. So we asked a different sitter if she could come in the morning. Clearly, the lure of money won out over sleeping in for her and she said yes.

I got the kids out of bed and brought them downstairs as she knocked on the front door. I mumbled something about them watching a video, gestured in the general direction of the cereal and bowls and said I would see her in a few hours. I fell back asleep and woke up thinking it was the best $36 I ever spent.

Even if you’re not spending the wee hours of the morning out dancing and schmoozing, I would highly recommend the a.m. babysitter for the sake of getting some sleep. As all parents of young kids know, sleeping in is a rarity. And while it might seem indulgent, it’s no more indulgent than having a babysitter come so you can go out to dinner for three hours.

The really sad part was Sunday, when my sitter called at 6:30 a.m. to tell me she was running a fever, had a rash and a horrible sore throat. While I felt bad for her, I felt really bad for myself. I was out until 3 a.m. thinking I had plenty of time to sleep! Instead, my husband and I switched off – he got up with the kids at 7, I slept until 9 and then I went downstairs and he went back to bed until noon. It worked, but we were both still exhausted.

Moral of the story? Don’t count your sheep until they’re hatched. Or something like that. I’m still too tired to think clearly.

Currently trying to make it through summer vacation without losing any of her three children or her mind, Snarky Mommy has only been half-successful. You guess which half. You can follow her parenting adventures on her blog, SnarkyMommy.com, Twitter and Facebook.

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