Growing up, I was always told that sleep is important. I needed to go to bed early so I would have the energy to get through the next day. Growing up and early into adulthood, anytime I was tired I would go to bed early, sleep late, nap and essentially do anything I needed to in order to not feel tired. I didn’t need coffee to wake me up/keep me awake/give me the caffeine boost to get through the day effectively.
Fast forward to today. Today I am currently on my second cup of coffee (its 130 in the afternoon, so it’s not that bad!) Today I am lucky if I sleep for 3 hours without one of the kids waking me up. Today I am lucky if I spend a total of 6 hours in my bed on any given night. Going to bed at 1130pm is early for me. Getting up at 7am is sleeping in. Today I have a trio of monsters who like to take turns getting up all night. (Normally, one of them will sleep amazingly through the night while the other two keep us up on and off)
I will admit, that right now, I am tired and it is my own doing. I wanted to drive halfway across the country to visit family. And I am the one who chooses not to drive, leaving the 40 hour drive to hubs to do. And in exchange I get up with the kids all night for a few days before we leave, while we are travelling, and for a few days after the fact. But, now we are in Winnipeg, the drive is done. And I am tired.
Right now I just want to sleep. Sleep until I can’t sleep anymore. And then sleep just a little bit longer so I am ready to tackle this Momma-hood thing again. Because, right now, I just don’t know how I am going to make it through another hour, let alone the 7 hours until bedtime. Coffee just isn’t cutting it today.
Love, hugs and more to come later