October 17, 2010

It is his turn (no matter how sleepy I might be)

I slept in this morning.  Really, really slept in - till 10:00 am.

I haven't done that in years.

Lest you think it was because I spent a long night of partying and debauchery - let me set the record straight.  That wasn't the case.

It was a long night all right.  But one spent at home, snuggled up in my jammies, suffering from a nasty cold and fighting valiantly to stay awake.

Man-Child was out with his buddies last night, which was all well and good.  It is his turn to be out with friends having a grand time while his ancient (in his mind) parents stay home.

The problem is I had just yesterday had the "conversation" with Man-Child about never getting into a car with someone who has been drinking - or worse.  That he is to call me to come and get him - no questions asked (well, at least until morning).  So with this conversation fresh in my mind - I knew that I had to stay awake - just in case.  Because I knew that should I fall asleep and the phone were to ring I'd never hear it as I sleep like the dead - especially if I were to take cold medicine as was my plan.  Besides, as Man-Child is slowly venturing into life beyond our walls, I want him to know that someone will be waiting up for him when he gets home; something I didn't have.

At one point during my vigil Hubby told me to go to bed and that he would wait up.  If only.  Not two minutes after uttering these words, I look over and he is fast asleep on the couch.  I knew I couldn't trust that man.

So with very heavy eyelids, I cruised around the internet for a bit and watched some television - which pretty much confirms to me that there isn't much worth watching - and waited and waited - wondering if 8:30 pm was much too early to expect him to come home on a Saturday night (according to both Hubby and Man-Child it is!) (I kid - but just barely).

Finally, around midnight, the boy came home - happy to have been released, for a few hours, of hanging out with the parents on a Saturday night - and more importantly, safe.

And with that, this vigilant mom took two Ny-Quils and headed off to bed - where she slept the sleep of the truly doped up.

And this morning?  After talking to Man-Child and hearing how much fun he had - I suppose I can say that it was worth it.  It is his turn after all.


  1. Glad he got home safely and that you got some rest! Are you feeling better?

  2. You are a good mom!! I must confess there were many nights I just went to bed!!

  3. Glad he came home safe and sound. 10am- what a luxury!

  4. Oh, honey. I was so glad to hear you'd slept so long...but you were drugged up and sick? Not what I had in mind.

    I'm glad MC had fun (of course he did!)...but I really hope you feel better soon.

  5. I remember those stay-awake nights so well. You did good.