Sleep(less)

It’s been a long day of whatever you fill your day with and it is now for that magical time to lay your head down on a pillow and drift away into dreamland.

UNLESS YOU ARE ME!

Okay, so I may not be the only one that has issues sleeping, but these are my ramblings and therefore I get to use “me”.

For the vast majority of my life, I have had issues with falling asleep. Becoming a parent has not helped that issue one bit. On top of being a parent, I am the “proud” owner of an extremely neurotic brain and plenty of anxiety to go around. Needless to say, sleep is a bit harder to come by for me. Most of the time it’s not too bad, but when it’s bad, it’s horrible.

Take the other night, for instance. We put the kids to sleep a couple hours before we go to sleep and last night was no different. What was different though, was a change in Kaylee’s insulin. Since she was diagnosed a little over a year, we have never had to make a change to the amount of the insulin she takes in her last shot of the day. When you change nighttime doses you have to test blood in the middle of the night, just to make sure the person’s blood glucose level isn’t going too low while they sleep. Now take the brain I told you about and add change. Not good.

Like I said, it’s not always like that. Most of the time it is just a small nuisance.

Thanks to my best friend, I recently became the owner of a Fitbit. This little device is helpful and can be fun with the challenges you can participate in. It also tracks your sleep. When she told me about this feature, I was dreading seeing what my sleep patterns looked like. I had a pretty good idea of what they were going to look like. I look at it every morning and, sure as shit, it looks about what I imagine. Let me put it this way. Since August 4th, I have only gotten 8 hours of sleep one time! Like I said, sleep is hard to come by for the adults in this house.

Getting a good night’s sleep for Robert and I is like nailing Jell-o to a damn tree. People ask, “how are you feeling today?” and my answer is inevitably “tired, but good.” I think I may have to stop saying tired and just accept the fact that is just a part of my being now.

-Brown hair

-Brown eyes

-Tired

-5’4 (and some change)

-An amount of pounds that is none of your damn business

This is going to be me for at least the next 15 years, but I know that it will be much longer than that.

Of course there are products that I could buy to help me get better sleep, but they really aren’t for me. For one, they cost money that I don’t want to spend. Second, I have felt groggy in the morning any time that I have tried a sleep aid. Lastly, I really don’t want to become dependant on something that changes stuff in my body. My reasons for this are way too long for here and I would usually have to pay someone a lot of money per hour to listen to it all.

One final thing about sleep. They should have nap time at people’s jobs. I know I don’t have an actual job that I have to go to and I rarely nap, but this would be awesome for everyone!

Until next time, stay peculiar.