There is a conspiracy afoot!

I am starting to feel convinced that there is a conspiracy going on at my house. My husband and my children are purposely trying to slowly torture me through sleep deprivation. My husband has the annoying ability to fall asleep in the evenings after the kids have gone to sleep while I zone out to my real estate/decorating/cooking shows. This usually happens around 8pm. Once it gets close to 9pm, I start asking my husband if he wants to go to bed. To which he always replies, not yet, then falls back asleep on the couch. My husband gets up between 4am and 5am every morning since he has an hour long commute to work and needs to get there no later than 6:30am. So I totally understand the falling asleep in front of the TV scenario. But this is where the conspiracy starts…

He won’t generally agree that it is time to go to bed on an actual bed until about 10:30pm. So we drag ourselves up stairs and probably fall asleep by 11:30pm. (I have issues with insomnia, so it takes me a while to fall asleep) Then 4am rolls around and my husband’s alarm goes off, which he does not turn off until I have repeatedly elbowed him to do so. Sometimes, he gets up, adds another 30 minutes and sets the alarm again. HE falls back asleep, but alas, I cannot. If he doesn’t re-set the alarm I can usually fall back asleep. That is until he comes and kisses me goodbye (awe, how sweet…) UNTIL HE WAKES ME UP! Now, will someone please tell me how I am supposed to lovingly tell my husband that I appreciate the kiss goodbye, but would rather he didn’t so that I could sleep while he on the other hand has to go to work.

Then my children, who are in on the conspiracy, come in the room at 6am to let me know that they need to go to the bathroom. They never have to ask permission to go to the bathroom, yet for some reason, at 6am they need to come into my room franticly to ask if they can use the bathroom. Every morning I tell them that they can go, yet every morning they come into ask…
So we get through the morning, and early afternoon where I have picked up my eldest from kindergarten, gone home, finished lunch, changed the baby, taken the 3year old potty, put the two younger ones down for a nap and then sat with my eldest to do his homework. After homework, it is nap time for him. He is very upset, since he doesn’t want to take one, but the rule at my house is if you get up too early and spend the morning fighting with your brother, you are tired enough for a nap. Ironically, the only one in the house who wants to take a nap is the only one who doesn’t get to. ME! I am pretty sure that the elderly sleep a lot since they are making up for all of the years of sleep that their children made them lose.