I can barely make it past 9:00 every single night. I can’t figure out how people can function without falling asleep on their desks, their couches, their kitchen tables. The fact that I’m writing this at 9:48 at night is nearly comical to me because I am so tired and writing and typing makes me even sleepier and I swear to you I just yawned. A big, eye watery yawn.
How do you do it? Today started at 6:15 for me which is way early but it didn’t seem so bad because, my friends, Eli slept through the night which is EPIC news to share. So, he woke up and I was all bouncy and “HI BEST BABY SLEEPER IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE!” I nursed him (boobs were exploding) and afterwards we sat on my bed and we played and played until big sister and big brother woke up and then…
the day began and I never stopped except I did around 2:00, I sat with Eli on the chair as he slept and I even dozed myself. But after that the madness of our lives went into overdrive and now I’m sitting on the couch, the house is quiet, FINALLY, and I can’t keep my eyes open.
Mentally. Physically and a tiny bit emotionally, I am drained. Every step I take takes effort, every word I type could be my last before I pass out on my keyboard.
I’m just so tired. and yet there is still so much that I didn’t get done today that I SHOULD have gotten done like laundry and cleaning and sending out an email to try to sell nuts to people for my daughter’s Brownie troop. (seriously, NOT COOKIES, but NUTS.)
(isn’t this why people put their girls in Girl Scouts? For the cookies? Not the nuts, right?)
Yes, my thyroid is *slightly* low and no I never really have down time where I like sit and watch TV but I like my life that way, I like the busy – I just don’t want to be so tired.
Are you in the same boat? or do you not require a lot of sleep? (by the way, it’s probably important to tell you that I haven’t had more than four hours of sleep in a row in probably nine months and NO, I am not exaggerating.) (I’m also not complaining.)
Well, I am complaining about the nuts and not selling cookies but not about the not sleeping because of a teeny tiny big eyed beautiful amazing fun baby. (I just want to make that perfectly clear.)
Okay. Time for bed. Once I floss, brush my teeth, change into my pajamas, run the dishwasher and pump. Then bedtime. For sure.