Sleep is Overrated, Anyways

This baseball/softball season is kicking my butt! It seems that every game is scheduled on a Saturday or Sunday morning at eight o'clock. Why is that a big deal?—well me just put it this way; breakfast in my house, on any given weekend day, would not be ready before ten o'clock, if I didn't have Mommy responsibilities. Yes, I love to sleep in. 

Don't judge me. I've had my share of early morning wake up calls when my kids were little and didn't believe in sleep.  Reluctantly rolling out of bed at 5:00am on a Sunday morning was my norm back then. Than God those days are over! 

Or are they...?

Me this morning: 

- Wake up 

- Look at my phone (with one eye open and one closed, of course). 

- 'What thah...8:00am?!' Aaagh!! (practice for Julissa was scheduled at 8:30).

- I woke up Julissa - fast - and we got ready and out the door, fast!

We made it to the field at 8:34...Julissa, my softball girl, looked like she had been up for hours—rosy cheeks, energetic and a smile on her face—even though she had gotten out of bed thirty four minutes earlier! Yup, I miss those days when I could off that sort of stuff. I looked like death. I was in dire need of coffee if I wanted to look half awake and decent enough to have a conversation with the other Moms. 

I got my DD's coffee and sat in my car sipping it, hoping the other mothers didn't strike a conversation with me before I finished it. 

I sat there watching my girl out in the field, laughing and joking with her friends and putting all her effort into the sport she has gotten to love. Seeing that is what makes all these early mornings worth it. Every bit of them. 

So I guess the answer is no, I will not get to sleep in ever again. Ever. But I prefer looking like a zombie over sleep, than miss moments that make my weekends special. No amount of sleep will ever give me the pleasure and satisfaction that I feel when I'm there.

Plus, sleep is overrated anyways 😉  lol. 

Hope you're all having a blessed Sunday!

~• Yamilka •~