When I was a little girl my mother would read to me.
I loved our story time together.
She was animated and fun.
She was also a tired mother of four small children.
More often than not she would fall asleep mid sentence toward the end of the book.
We would all have a good chuckle and nudge her to finish.
She would laugh at herself and continue through slurred speech and droopy eyes.
I never knew why she was so tired until I became a Mommy.
I could chase after the kids, clean the house, and run errands.
But when it came to reading books I, like my dear mother, would feel my eyelids grow heavy.
Many times my children have nudged me to wake up and continue the book.
They may have also nudged me to wake up during a movie a time or two.
I think it has something to do with STOPPING.
I am fine until I stop.
Once I stop and get still...I am toast.
This tired mommy of three crashes and burns.
Last night I was excited to watch the Presidential debate.
Well, maybe not excited like going to Disney World, but I was genuinely interested to see what the candidates had to say. (or not)
I crawled onto my nice warm bed.
I turned the television on to MSNBC.
I placed my laptop on my lap.
I was in debate mode.
I wanted to watch the body language, the posture, and how they handled those stools.
I was on twitter and ready to tweet my every thought.
I don't remember the last thing I saw.
I can't even remember the last tweet I read.
I woke up at 3am because my thighs were on fire.
I woke up to put out the flames and realized that I had been asleep.
My laptop was on my thighs.
It was very hot.
My fingers were still on the keyboard.
Chris Matthews was on the television giving his opinion on the debate.
It was over?
I think I missed over half of the debate.
I had stopped.
My body got still.
I was comfortable.
I fell asleep.
I am so my mothers daughter!