Today is a good day. I got four hours of consecutive sleep, apparently I can function on four hours. When I only get between 2 – 3 hours of consecutive sleep I usually function badly for the rest of the day. It’s like the brain just goes to halt. I would like to say sleep instead of halt, but sadly when I get too little sleep my brain is wide awake, there’s just no activity up there. That’s when Dr. Phil suddenly becomes a treat to watch and I get disappointed when I’ve seen the episode before. I can just forget about reading a book. I stare at the letters, but they don’t register. To move the eyes becomes a tiresome exercise. If I manage to get Simon to sleep, I’m completely unable to go to sleep myself. It’s frustrating, but I don’t know what I can do about it. I used to think that I could sleep when the baby slept, but I don’t work that way. I don’t have a sleep function that I can activate when (badly) needed.
But today is a good day. I got up and after feeding Simon I even got to shower – unsupervised by the little terrorist himself. Afterwards I ate breakfast, and the clock wasn’t even 10am. Breakfast time has usually been from 12pm to 2pm, but not today. What used to be natural activities I didn’t think about is now luxury. But not today.
Today is a good day.