Mr. Waffle is playing a blinder or else he’s putting up a brave front. It’s hard to tell. He had 5 consecutive hours of sleep last night having stashed the boys in strategic locations about the house so that they wouldn’t wake each other up. I’m not sure that it will be feasible to keep a cot in the kitchen in the medium term, but we can think about that.
Mr. Waffle is much more upset than I am by the fact that our infants continue, at 8 months, to sleep like newborns. I wasn’t quite sure why that was until he said to me “you made a deal with God, didn’t you, they could wake as often as they liked, provided that they didn’t have CMV” and I realised straight away that he was right. In fact, I think I promised never to complain about anything ever again, if I remember rightly. And though I have not, perhaps, held true to that, I think I have become much better at resigning myself to everyday problems that arise. I may have to cede my place on the “whinge for Ireland” team to a new contestant. Beth knows what I mean.
Fair deal, don’t you think?
Brother Lawrence says
I recommend you see a Jesuit. They are the acknowledged experts at finding ways to get out of these deals.
Excellent advice, BroLo.
Ah, so thats why Seth doesn’t sleep. If he would just sleep through the night I promise I’ll never make another deal with god again. After this one, obviously.
Obviously, Minks, you really need to talk to the Jesuits as well.
I think God is open to adjusting the terms of such contracts (see deal with Abraham re Sodom, etc). I’m sure he won’t mind you asking. In fact your sleep situation sounds so desperate I might have to contact Him myself.
Babymother, please use your powers for good.