5.23.2008

Sleep is overrated


Okay, so a portion of this was part of a rambling email that I sent to Cindy L. Why did I send out a rambling email?

Oh, that would be because my body/children/husband does not feel it is necessary for me to sleep for more then 2 hours at time. Apparently that is my limit and I should be very thankful when it is 2 full hours. Now, Jeff is currently asleep in the living room with Michael and Caleb, so his snoring should not prevent any attempts of mine to fall asleep. However, there is the matter of Evan. The second I begin to get into that really good sleep (what is it called-REM or something like that) his little baby sensor will go off and he will immediately wake up, toddle to my room, and make an attempt for play hour (or two). If I'm lucky enough to fall asleep, I am guaranteed he will kick me, poke me, or pull my hair.

There is also the chance that Michael will start yelling in his sleep. Yes, yelling. Talking in is sleep isn't enough. It has to be loud. Loud enough to hear him at any point in this house. Full on conversations too. It's great. Especially when he decides to take a walk also (who knew it was so easy to get down from the top bunk while still fully asleep?) Sometimes it is cute to hear what he says. Or to hear him do a full belly laugh in his sleep. Most of the time, however, is evidence of him being the oldest child. I must say he is a little bit bossy in his sleep and I'm not quite sure where he gets that from ... :)

And Caleb. My dear sweet Caleb. His preference is to climb into bed with us (usually about 2 am), fall asleep and then proceed to roll of the FOOT of the bed. I'm not sure how he does this, especially since he insists on laying with his little head aimed at the foot of the bed. But how am supposed to sleep through that? I usually grab one of his legs just in time and drag him back across the bed.

I thought maybe it was hormonal. My face is more oily then normal. I'm breaking out like a 16 year old girl before homecoming night. I can't sleep. I'm 11 days late. So I took a test, and failed it. Looks like I can chalk up my sleep deprivation to environment. I wonder if I can convince Gabe (Jeff's dad) to watch the boys so I can take at 4 hour nap? Somehow I don't see that happening in the near future (I'd feel too guilty).

So, if it seems like I can not connect the dots, or like I am not very focused in a conversation, it might not be the diabetes. I might just be very, very tired. Is it wrong of me to request my own bedroom with locking door? :)

1 comment:

Mandi! said...

Sleep IS overrated...however, I am all for a locked door, too! Bring the kiddos by this week and then go back home for a nap:) (I'd offer my guest bed but that would mean I'd have to clean the "storage room"- can we say scary??) Seriously, call me for a time:)