Children overnight visit? Please do not! A reprehensible confession
I love the friends of my children. Really. There would be Maja, a six-year cheerful nature, which I would almost call my own little girlfriend. And Mathilda, who melts me with her smart eyes and sweet charm. Also Nico, the cute Fratz from the neighboring house, and Ida, Sophie, Lasse and Max. These are really all great kids. Really without exception. Until they finally stand in front of me and ask the question, which I'm afraid not only in the dark: "May I sleep with you schlaaaaafeeeeen?" This question drives me beads of sweat on the forehead. Because only one answer would be honest, namely: Everything better than that. And only a completely different answer seems acceptable, namely: Of course!
At night, mum is only half as much fun
"Of course" is not an option in my opinion. That's because from 8 pm I'm reluctant to put my maternity into practice and not at all to increase the number of my children just then. Let's be honest: Has something really beautiful happened to your children after 8 pm? Rare to me. Most of my nightly involvement is limited to beverage delivery services, monster hunts (while down below the exciting end of the crime scene), pee-to-pee replacements, desperate searches for fever juice, warding off cross-legged feet, and defending my comforter. With three children you can be damn sure that one of these tasks occurs every night. Sometimes every one. There you are not in it. So why the hell would I want more kids at night? That does not make the night's sleep any better!
I love my sleep
And then the sleep times of strange children. Mine are late sleepers. No matter when they go to bed, they break their eleven hours and everything is fine. Not so our dear little friend Maja. She is awake at 6:30 and wants to be spotted. Let's put it this way: I guess there are reasons why the universe did not put Majas in our nest. "Species-appropriate attitude" comes to mind as a keyword. And I do not mean Maja, but me and my husband. A stork delivery like Maja would not have burdened us with destiny. No way. Alone in the interest of the common good. Because we need our sleep. If we do not get it, we become zombies. And that's really not nice.
Raven mother or not
After countless attempts to mutate to the cosmopolitan, inviting mum I always wanted to be, I gave it up. With us there are no more overnight guests. At least no small without parents. Raven mother or not. The crazy thing about being a parent is that you're still the same or the same despite the kids. Someone who like me might just need a lot of sleep. Or someone who likes to party. Maybe someone who does not enjoy reading. For my part I have decided that this is ok. And if my children reproach me later? Should they be! Then I think of all the beds made, nights awake, monster hunts and drinks delivery services, and I know for myself: I gave everything and I like it. And more than what you like to give, you should only give when it comes to really really important. Children's overnight guests are in my opinion not in this category. And I'm sure: My children will still be happy. If only because their parents slept enough.
