Uninterrupted Sleep
You Don't Know What You've Got Till It's Gone
On Sunday, my wife went to NYC with Kitahara. She’s there for a month visiting her family in the Bronx.
I’ll be following on Sep 12th — so it’s only about 2 weeks apart.
But something has been a real struggle since they left.
Uninterrupted Sleep.
These past few weeks/months, Kita has woken up 2-4 times a night.
It’s been rough. Especially considering we usually don’t get to bed until between 11 and midnight. Then I typically get up around 5:30 or 6 am.
Starting Sunday night, that hasn’t been the case.
She’s in NYC with Lynn.
What a relief, right?!
No.
Nothing can describe the emptiness of a full night’s sleep.
No interruptions.
No crying.
No getting kicked off the bed by Kita’s sprawled-out sleeping position.
No snuggles in the morning.
No morning smiles to be greeted with.
Dear Lord — I’m sorry for taking the nighttime interruptions for granted.
I’d really like to have them back.
The pain is so sweet and worth it.
Oh, how I miss those nights of interrupted sleep.
Please help me use this time to develop a deep appreciation for those night interruptions so that when I get them back, I will embrace them with open arms.
Allow me to recognize the other nighttime interruptions in my life. So I can appreciate them while I have them.