In the four-and-a-half years I’ve been a parent, I’ve never not felt tired. Seriously. I don’t think I’ve gone one day without yawning my sleepiness away or feeling that tingle in your eyes because they want to shut themselves so much. The ironic thing is now that all three kids are sleeping through the night, I can’t even blame them for my sleep deprivation—it’s all on me.
Take, for instance, the first few glorious weeks after my husband and I sleep-trained the twins: No longer bound by their thrice-nightly wake ups, we now had the hours after 8pm to ourselves. But do we set our bedtime to 8:30pm like we used to before they slept through the night? No—we now pushed bedtime up to 10pm, spoiled that we are for finally being able to spend time kid-free.
Or how about when I stopped pumping for the babies? Gone were the 5:20am wake up times or the 9:30pm pump-before-bedtime rituals. Do I still sleep by 10pm? No—I’ve pushed bedtime even further, sometimes as late as 11pm.
(All the night owls can stop laughing now. I’m one of those folks who need a solid eight hours of sleep.)
I didn’t use those extra hours for sleep. I do domestic stuff, I read, I blog. And then I get tired all over again.
(Like now. I’m not only tired but sick, too, and should be resting in bed.)
Your source of tiredness could come from more excusable reasons than mine, such as welcoming a newborn (and newborn hours), working overtime or family changes. Or maybe you’re like me and you would rather be tired than forgo other aspects of your life.
Okay, but we’re all still tired. So what do we do?
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