Just a day?
It is difficult to write a post about getting only four hours of sleep while suffering from only getting four hours of sleep the night before.
Initially I was going to go into the why of getting up in the middle of the night, then thought better of it. Ultimately it would be embarrassing in the long run for somebody else.
No, not like that… just… let’s move on.
So I go to bed at 10, and fall asleep fairly readily, like perhaps 15 minutes. I’m up again at 11 to pee, then right back to sleep.
It was getting up at 12 where things stopped going well.
But let’s face it, getting up twice only 2 hours after going to sleep is not necessarily “going well” for many people.
After going back to bed I just couldn’t fall back asleep. I lay there for 2 hours, doing every trick I could think of.
I woke up a little before 5 so I could make it to my 5:30 spin class.
Doing the spin class wasn’t so bad, sure it was rough getting up and going, but I suck at fitness anyway so it wasn’t like my performance was off.
No, it was as the day wore on that I started to feel the effects of less sleep.
And I simply couldn’t nap. Between all the various little things I had to get done throughout the day there wasn’t any chunk of time for me to myself.
So here it is, just after 9 at night, and I’m hoping to be able to get to sleep soon and that I’ll be able to stay asleep. I’m not a great sleeper any more. I used to be, but now I don’t know what the problem is. I wake up and can’t fall back asleep.
Hopefully all of my kids stay asleep. Parenting on just a few hours rest is no fun.
And this has nothing to do with the baby.
That’s what is so frustrating.