Friends: I am officially tired of being tired. I’m tired of not being able to finish a sentence when my husband asks me a question. I’m tired of relying on coffee and numerous pieces of dark chocolate to stay awake in the afternoon. I’m tired of burning out by 3:00 p.m. It would be easy to blame the children for my fatigue. They get up a few times a night, and rise early in the morning, but honestly, I am to blame. When the kids are in bed, I clean the kitchen, throw on my pajamas and head for the couch. Even with the luxury of the DVR, and even if my eyes are burning from exhaustion; I still stay up late to watch Lost or Project Runway. Common sense would tell any adult to sleep when they’re tired, but I’ve been rebelling against sleep. Why? It doesn’t seem right to squander my precious downtime on something so simple. Why lay in bed unconscious when I can eat dessert, sip tea and read New York Magazine’s Fashion Issue from cover to cover? But as I drag through each day, I realize something has got to give.
In the spirit of the Olympics and for my own sanity, I am putting myself to the test. No more midnight bedtimes for me. My plan is simple: in my room by 9:30 p.m. and lights out by 10:30 p.m.
Can I do it? And will sleeping a few extra hours a night make me some kind of super mom with crazy amounts of energy? I’m hoping yes to all. Maybe I’ll even medal.
you can do it!