Just got off the blog with Danielle over at http://mylifeinjenga.blogspot.com/. Her theme today is Sleep Deprived Saturday. Since I was yawning as I read her post (not because it was boring or anything, but because I'm tired, too), I thought I would share a "tired-tail tale" as well.
I remember vividly when my son was a newborn, and the whole motherhood thing I had always dreamed of was finally a reality. Oh, the precious moments, but oh the lack of sleep, too. I had a rocky start (pun totally intended there) with breastfeeding as my breasts were so engorged and rock hard I thought surely I had "quick-crete" in my boobs instead of mammary glands, and when my milk supply came in they had turned to concrete. Thank God for lactation consultants who have 24-hour answering service, but I digress. It was beyond that time and I was up in the wee hours of the morning nursing my sweet baby in the rocking chair near the foot of the bed. My Hubby on the other hand was not only sleeping soundly all snuggled under the covers, but also snoring to beat the band! Every saw sound that came forth from his mouth/nose sounded like a taunt to me: "Ha ha, check this out! I'm sound asleep and you're not." I can remember holding tight to my precious little bundle snuggled at my breast because I was having some serious thoughts about chunking him right at his Daddy's snoring head! I didn't of course, but now almost 14 years later I can admit that the thought certainly crossed my mind for a split second. I think I removed a sock, balled it up and lobbed it in the general direction from which issued forth the ruckus.
I think the key words there are "14 years later" meaning I survived the whole sleep deprivation thing, so there is hope for you moms with small children. I do look back and miss that special bond that nursing both of my children created for us with great fondness. I do NOT look back and miss being sleep deprived nearly to the point of insanity. I think even if we do take the advice of those who have come before us and "sleep when the baby sleeps," we can pretty much agree that broken rest is not the same as a solid 6-8 hours good night's rest.
Nowadays, I am sleep deprived by my own doing: this blog business is the main source of my lack of pillow time. You may have noticed I am a night owl, but I've been up to 2 and 3 in the morning trying to keep up with all of the blogs I follow. You guys just keep coming up with such good stuff I can hardly tear myself away from the computer...even to sleep. I'm sure that will change when I'm back to working 40 hours a week outside the home! I'll deal with it for now :-).