This morning I awoke, bleary eyed, to face yet another day. My career plate is full with a few web design jobs, a press release, some business articles, and a website. My home life is filled with a newborn who didn´t hear the doctor say she could sleep more than three hours (or she heard and she didn´t listen; these little ones, they are smarter than we know!) and a toddler who gave up naps because, she insists through bloodshot eyes, "I am NOT tired."
I turned on the news while I nursed my daughter and caught the Today show, which had a segment on women and sleep. We lack sleep, they said. Nearly 70% of us need MORE sleep than we are currently getting. A lack of sleep interferes with the rest of our lives, such as spending time with family, exercising, and, well, being intimate with our significant others.
We know this, of course. It doesn´t take a national study to tell me that I need more sleep. In fact, this weekend we went to breakfast at one of our favorite bakeries and as I hovered over my tall cup of hot coffee, my husband said, "What´s the matter?"
"What?" I asked, looking around.
"You look like you are about to cry."
No, that wasn´t it. I was just tired. I´d been up every one and a half to two hours throughout the night dealing with nursing, night terrors, and bathroom trips. Going to bed at nine hadn´t even helped.
So what are we to do? They tell us to sleep more, but they aren´t sending maids over to clean or chefs over to cook for us. They say we can´t function the way we are going, but they don´t give us tips for getting more sleep. Besides, we can´t just ignore our children, spouses, and jobs so we can catch a few zzzs.
But the wonderful thing about women (sung to the tune of the wonderful thing about tiggers) is women are wonderful things, we can function on little sleep and keep going until, well, until the bottom drops out and we throw our dinner spatula at the wall and shout, "You finish the chicken; I´m going to bed!"
So maybe that last part was a true story. I won´t confess. All I know is I need a nap, but there aren´t any naps in sight.
Keep on trucking another day, Working Mommas. Our time to sleep will come, and then, once we are rested, we will look back and value these days of no sleep!