Another Monday Done

Well, I survived Monday.
That in itself is major. It seems like Mondays are getting rougher and rougher. Little Man went to bed a lot earlier tonight because he was so tired and cranky this morning-obviously he is not getting enough sleep. For a while there, he was waking up on his own, happy and smiling. Then we are back to me pratically dragging him out of bed, and him being miserable. That in turn makes it harder on me because I am a total nag. Time to get up, time to get up, time to get up WAKE UP NOW!!!! Then its the whole getting dressed thing where he doesn't want to get himself dressed and he's whining and complaining and then I get frustrated...and then the day takes a turn for the worse before we are even out the door.
I don't miss the days of him being up all night. And I mean up all night. He wouldn't sleep. Then it moved to going to sleep but waking up at 2 or 3 in the morning and then being UP for the duration. We were all sleep deprived to the point that I don't think any of us could function. But we've moved on from that and now we are at the point where life is too much fun to go to sleep.
Now he's at the age where he understands that he needs sleep, and that its good for him but he doesn't want to go to sleep all the time. I know I need sleep myself. When I get home from work, I do a 15 or 20 minute power nap. Actually, I don't even think that I fall asleep-its more a meditation time to be perfectly honest. All I know is that I feel restored and renewed and when I get up, usually my neck cracks and my back cracks and I feel better.
I did get back on the treadmill this morning and I felt so good afterwards. I am starting slow, just getting back into the swing of things. I need that time to move in the morning and get my butt in gear. I was up to running for 20 minutes when I just stopped, and now I have to work back to it. Its hard though, because I don't have a history of consistency when it comes to exercise (or eating healthy) and I am not quite sure why...all I know is that I need to be more consistent for my son's sake. I don't like being winded playing with him or when he asks me to jump that I can't (because it hurts if I jump or skip or hop). I can see he's a little crestfallen by it, so I need to get better at all this for him (and for me too!)
The other thing that I did today was tidy up as I went through out the morning and tonight. I like the fact that the kitchen and the bath rooms are relatively clean. I like the fact that I actually smile when I look into my closet now. I like the fact that I took off my war paint (make up) when I got home from work rather than dragging my feet to do it and then collapse into bed. I like the fact that I can actually go to bed relatively early tonight and be ready to face the day tomorrow. Then I can get on the treadmill with my ipod and a copy of real simple magazine (from the library) and go for a nice, fast paced walk. Oh yeah-and I got laundry done too while I was working out. Life is good