sleep. and not sleeping.

See, I told you I was unreliable! So I'm sitting here in my kids room listening to my now two year old son cry for who knows why. Then I realize his usual allergy cough sounds deeper and his nose is stuffy. Oh, wait. Now my 4 year old is crying and she sounds like she swallowed a frog. Yay. Weren't they just sick? Like, last week? Isn't the season for sickness over? WILL I EVER SLEEP AGAIN? I've been reading that a good night sleep is essential for good health, weight loss, happiness, etc. Well, my sleep tank is running on empty and there's nothing I can do about it. Every night after my kids are in bed I sit and dread the time my husband says "I'm going to bed." Because I know that means I should go to bed too. But for him, bedtime usually means his head hits the pillow and he's snoring. Like a bear. And all I can do is lay there and listen. And maybe gently kick him once in a while when I fear he may actually be a bear ready to eat me. And just when my brain starts to quiet down, and my legs stop jerking long enough for me drift to off to sleep, a little one starts to cry. By the time I finally can leave their room and go back to mine, guess what? Now I have the hiccups. And I'm hungry. And the cat is on my pillow.