I was out of town on Sept. 24, when my church has a worldwide broadcast for the women of the church to watch. I missed this talk http://lds.org/general-conference/2011/10/forget-me-not?lang=eng
President Uchtdorf gave lots of wonderful counsel, one thing being not fretting over things that really aren't that important.
I listened to his talk this past Sunday. I should have listened to it sooner :).
Don't ask me for help; I'll rarely say "no." Well, I should have said "no" a few weeks ago. Our R.S. Super Saturday (a day where we get together and do a bunch of crafts) was this past Saturday. One of the ladies in charge asked me to head up a cute little set of nativity puppets. I checked out the template online and knew I could do it.
It took a lot longer than it looked. Mainly because there was no template for little detailed items, like hair, beards, headpieces, and such. I spent Friday night creating templates for everything and then getting all the supplies in order for each person who paid for a set of puppets.
I also spent a few hours pressing, hemming, and cuffing a pair of dress pants for a friend. My hubby was gone that weekend and all the kids were in bed by 9pm.
I couldn't believe it took me SO long to finish up these two projects. It was 6:15am when I finished and began cleaning up. I wondered if I should even go to sleep since Super Saturday was starting at 8am (and I still hadn't popped up the popcorn I was asked to bring).
I felt that I needed to go to bed. That one hour of sleep I got was enough to recharge me for Saturday's duties: making popcorn, Super Saturday crafting, soccer games, caring for infant, etc...
Saturday night, after the kids were down, I found myself in the kitchen making some treats for Sunday dinner, finishing a Super Saturday craft, and cleaning the kitchen. I'd felt dizzy of and on during the day. Out of the corner of my eye I could see darkness--I knew the fatigue was catching up to me.
I felt very impressed that I needed to get to bed--immediately! My kids didn't need to wake up in the morning and find their mother passed out on the kitchen floor.
Being sleep-deprived is just as bad as being intoxicated. 1 hour of sleep in a 40 hour time period--I was stupidly drunk! I will never do that again! (No puppet is worth that).
President Uchtdorf gave lots of wonderful counsel, one thing being not fretting over things that really aren't that important.
I listened to his talk this past Sunday. I should have listened to it sooner :).
Don't ask me for help; I'll rarely say "no." Well, I should have said "no" a few weeks ago. Our R.S. Super Saturday (a day where we get together and do a bunch of crafts) was this past Saturday. One of the ladies in charge asked me to head up a cute little set of nativity puppets. I checked out the template online and knew I could do it.
It took a lot longer than it looked. Mainly because there was no template for little detailed items, like hair, beards, headpieces, and such. I spent Friday night creating templates for everything and then getting all the supplies in order for each person who paid for a set of puppets.
I also spent a few hours pressing, hemming, and cuffing a pair of dress pants for a friend. My hubby was gone that weekend and all the kids were in bed by 9pm.
I couldn't believe it took me SO long to finish up these two projects. It was 6:15am when I finished and began cleaning up. I wondered if I should even go to sleep since Super Saturday was starting at 8am (and I still hadn't popped up the popcorn I was asked to bring).
I felt that I needed to go to bed. That one hour of sleep I got was enough to recharge me for Saturday's duties: making popcorn, Super Saturday crafting, soccer games, caring for infant, etc...
Saturday night, after the kids were down, I found myself in the kitchen making some treats for Sunday dinner, finishing a Super Saturday craft, and cleaning the kitchen. I'd felt dizzy of and on during the day. Out of the corner of my eye I could see darkness--I knew the fatigue was catching up to me.
I felt very impressed that I needed to get to bed--immediately! My kids didn't need to wake up in the morning and find their mother passed out on the kitchen floor.
Being sleep-deprived is just as bad as being intoxicated. 1 hour of sleep in a 40 hour time period--I was stupidly drunk! I will never do that again! (No puppet is worth that).
2 comments:
Oh my goodness! You poor thing! I don't think I've gone that long without sleep since college. Well, unless you count labor. I definitely can't pull all-nighters anymore. I guess that's why we go to college when we're young. I'm impressed that you managed it, especially with FIVE kids to take care of! Get some rest!
I can't believe you did that. Remember, just say "no". ;) I know an awesome, giving person like you won't be able to do that, but please try and go get some rest! :)
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