Dear L, H, & A2,
|H & A2|
|L & H|
I want you to be prepared for something. It will happen after you graduate from high school and you sleep in my home. Shortly after you fall asleep, I will creep into your room very quietly. I will set the alarm on my phone with the most annoying sound I can think of. Then, at random intervals throughout the night I will set the alarm off and laugh to myself as you grumble and attempt to ignore it. I will get a kick out of the fact that you seem beyond annoyed and exhausted. Then I will stroll back to my own bed.
Why, you ask? Because you did it to me. There was no rhyme or reason behind it. You weren't teething, you weren't sick, you slept in a bed in the same room with me until you were a toddler. You would just wake up screaming for no good reason. I would pat you and put you back to sleep, then maybe get in another hour before you woke up again. Sometimes you would end up sleeping in bed with me because I was just too exhausted with the whole up and down thing and refused to do it anymore.
I had to wait a good three years until you were able to comprehend, "go to your room and leave me the heck alone." That's three years of my life that I won't ever get back (the younger two will have overlapped a bit, but L had the whole three years to ruin my sleep all by himself. I was lucky enough that with my daughter, who is the oldest, she started sleeping 10-12 hours straight through the night when she was around 6 weeks old!
And if you eventually have children of your own, I will revel in your droopy eyes, the circles underneath them and your scraggly appearance. Because I'm that kind of person. And I'm okay with it.
*And for those who are pointing out the sleep I will lose by tormenting my sons with my plan, the nice thing is that once my children are older I can sleep anytime I want. I can get a good night's sleep, I can nap, I can doze off while driving. I'm willing to sacrifice in order to get revenge.