Week 18: zzzzzz

What has mostly been on my mind this week? Same thing that has been on my mind every week since the little darling was born... sleep.

When I was going off on maternity leave all these people kept telling me to get in as much sleep as I could before the baby arrived. Yeah right, I thought, how much sleep do you think I am getting? Does a woman whose proportions rival those of the blue whale really stand to get much comfortable sleep in even the largest of king sized beds? They were all fools.

Now however, I understand their wisdom.

Don’t get me wrong, I was aware of the forthcoming sleep deprivation. I know all the stuff about ‘I haven’t had a good sleep since I had my first, and that was 15 years ago’, I just didn’t rate the reality of it.

I should have bred 10 years ago. When I was at uni, I could survive on three hours a night, and not only that, but I could think straight too - I have my dissertation to prove it. Not only did I produce that in a seriously sleep deprived state but I was hungover to boot. Every day of uni. Now, I don’t have the hangover, and I am finding it hard to string a sentence together, let alone a 10,000 word essay on Renaissance Drama.

What I don’t get is how come she isn’t tired? If I am, she must be too, because when she sleeps, I sleep. And why, when offered a nap, when I am walking her round and around our village, does she refuse? What I wouldn’t give for a huge adult sized push chair and someone to promenade with me whilst I snooze.

I am assured that one day she will sleep through the night and I won’t have to follow her to university to rock her back to sleep when she rouses in the wee small hours. And that one day, I too can have a night where I go to sleep in the evening and wake up when my alarm goes off. What a revelation.

Until then, at least I can practice. So I should probably stop blogging, and start snoozing, before my little wake up call starts up once more.
The Mummatron
ps. No Granny Bloggings this week :( Not sure what she is up to... Maybe catching up on the sleep she lost when we were last staying!