Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
Thursday, September 22, 2011
It Must Be Fall
Because I am beginning to go into hibernation mode. I just want to sleep.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Action Dreams

I am so tired.
My doctor, who is also my son’s doctor, recently said in order to get proper sleep, I was going to have to wean my son through the night.
My little guy now goes to sleep at about 7:30 p.m. and sleeps until around 5:30 a.m.
So I should be getting around nine hours of sleep myself.
But then I remembered – I have never had uninterrupted sleep.
I get up every couple of hours to pee even if I don’t after dinner. And then there are my action dreams.
Now that I am likely getting into a deep sleep, my action dreams, or sleepwalking, have return with a vengeance and I find myself wandering around the bedroom or down the hall.
I jump out of the bed in terror because in my dreams my son is choking or I have somehow lost him.
I wake up reaching for things, pushing away things or hiding from things. I have the same dream each night, waking up in the midst of saving my husband (or just shaking him awake) or scaling the wall because I have seen something.
I am so tired, not because my son is up every two hours to nurse, but because I am up non-stop, even when I am sleeping
Labels:
action dreams,
bladder control,
night terrors,
nursing,
sleep,
sleepwalking,
weaning
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Vacation Time
Ah vacation. It’s a wonderful thing.
My son woke up at 5 and, in my sleep state, I thought I had to get up and go to work. By the time I brought him back into my bed, I realized no rushing was necessary.
In fact, we got to sleep in until 7:30 a.m.
When he turned on the radio and the weatherman told us it was going to be -30 and blustery and cold, we opted to stay at home and play rather than go grocery shopping.
It’s going to be a fun, relaxing week everyone.
PS
Christmas was fantastic. I hope yours was, too.
My son woke up at 5 and, in my sleep state, I thought I had to get up and go to work. By the time I brought him back into my bed, I realized no rushing was necessary.
In fact, we got to sleep in until 7:30 a.m.
When he turned on the radio and the weatherman told us it was going to be -30 and blustery and cold, we opted to stay at home and play rather than go grocery shopping.
It’s going to be a fun, relaxing week everyone.
PS
Christmas was fantastic. I hope yours was, too.
Labels:
Christmas,
cold,
fun,
minus,
radio,
relax,
sleep,
Vacation,
vacation time,
weatherman,
windchill
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Chair vs Bed

A bed is not a necessary piece of furniture. At least to those who are nursing.
As soon as my son cries, I am up and in his room, often before I am really awake. I scoop him up, I sit in the Ikea chair and before I know it he is asleep. And it turns out, so was I.
I often go back to my bed and notice a hour has gone by. I, too, must fall asleep in the chair and only awake when my son pulls off the breast or I fall so deeply asleep we both shift.
Unfortunately, as he is nursing every two hours or so, it also means I tend to only get about a hour sleep in my bed until we start the cycle again.
Labels:
bed,
breastfeeding,
chair,
Ikea,
Ikea chair,
nursing,
sleep
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