I admit, I have always loved sleep. I could sleep anywhere and at anytime. My favorite sleep? It occurred as a kid when we would be driving home from the beach. My mom would always have a snack we could eat on the way home and we would eat and then fall fast asleep. There was something about playing all day at the beach that resulted in the best sleep on the way home.
When I got pregnant the first time, I began to have a harder time sleeping. And this was before my bladder had a person dancing on it. I would wake up around 4 and stay up. I don't know if it was nerves but that was the beginning of the end.
Now I long for a good nap and a good nights sleep. I can't remember the last time I had either. Before baby #2 arrived I tried to get as much rest as I could. But I still had issues falling asleep and staying asleep. I didn't look forward to the newborn sleep deprivation I would be facing head on. Add to it a toddler that refused to sleep more than 10 hours and gets up multiply times a night and well, I am in Dante's Inferno.
That's right, I feel like I am in hell. Or pretty close. Losing sleep. Getting a few hours here and there. Waking up cranky. Going to bed cranky. Feeling like I could fall asleep standing up if I don't watch it. Sleep...sleep use to be a friend of mine. I know that eventually the hardest part about a new child will eventually give way to sleep. But does it have to take so long???
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