Poor women; I knew how they felt, albeit for different reasons. They were discussing how their loud husbands’ snores kept them awake at night. Solutions were offered… a sleep test, the nose thing that looks like a band-aid, a humidifier, some kind of medicine; surprisingly not on their list was moving to another room. But then again, I am a sleep hog. I crave it and do everything I can to protect it.
Sleep deprivation during babyhood was traumatic for me and something I don’t think I have recovered from fully. I still feel like I need to be asleep by 9:00 p.m…. just in case we get a visit in the middle of the night. Though this rarely happens anymore, perhaps this topic is particularly on my mind because the last two nights we have been awakened early; one night at 3:30 a.m. and the next at 5:00 a.m.
Over the last few months my life has become increasingly busy. I have tried to squeeze this extra work into my existing free hours but lately this doesn’t seem to be enough. And although I know where the extra hours could
come from, namely an earlier wake up while the house is silent, I can’t seem to make myself set that alarm for 5:20 a.m.
Apparently less than 3% of the population are what is known as ‘short-sleepers’, those who sleep less than 4 hours a night. Some of these are quite famous; Martha Stewart, Thomas Edison, Margaret Thatcher. The rest are probably
wandering around somewhere lost in a daze, or have checked themselves in to a mental facility.
Not one to want to end up there myself, I think I will continue to try to fit my duties into my normal daytime hours. That said… I’m keeping this blog today short so I can go back to bed; 5:00 a.m. was wayyyyy too early for me this morning.