Tenisha D , The battle for sleep

5:06 am and here I am can not sleep. At one point I was so ready for bed then I was engaged in a battle and losing quickly. Do not think that I am crazy I have lost to much of my mind already to be paranoid and as sleep deprived as I am I lay awake. As two of the four sleep, the younger two remain awake. It is not like they have anything to do in the morning like me. That is how they plan it. Every five to ten minutes someone needs a drink or have to go potty.

The moment my eyes close I feel their presence staring at me calculating whether or not I am sleeping. Chattering among each other, planning what to do next. They take small steps toward my bed wanting to disturb me. It is not going down like that I think to my self but yet it is. Time is no issue for them day is night and night is day. Lurking around the dark house finding things to get into. Flushing the toilet, turning the television volume up, running water and throwing toys down the stairs. How could such a cute little boy and cute little girl be capable of such cruel torture? The answers remain unknown to me.

For tonight I have been weakened and I have lost. Do not feel for me victory shall be mines because the weekend has now ended and my techniques will be new and hidden to them. Though they have one tonight I know their plans, I am not conquered I will press on stronger in the name of motherhood. Sleep shall be my victory for all will surrender by 10:00pm tomorrow.