It’s. too. early.
Today is the kids’ first day of school after Christmas vacation. My daughter has to be at school at 8:30. I was good and made sure she was in bed and going to sleep at 8:30 last night. She always falls asleep fast. It’s amazing, actually. My son on the other hand, not so much. He’s like me. But he doesn’t have to be at school until 11:15, so he can sleep in. As long as Patrick doesn’t have an early meeting he stays home while I run our daughter to school real quick. Makes my morning a lot easier when our son gets as much sleep as possible.
I went to bed at 11:00 last night. I didn’t fall asleep until after 3. I’m not sure if it had more to do with me being stressed about having to get up early, or if it was the kitten laying on me and attacking my feet. I can’t sleep if Patrick is so much as even touching my arm with his elbow. I don’t know what it is, but I need space. Apparently, kittens don’t believe in space.
I spent a lot of years with insomnia. It’s one of those weird things that went away after I went gluten free. I learned over the years that once I passed the point where I was going to get less than five hours of sleep, I had to mentally shift to nap mode rather than sleep mode. If my brain tells my body I’m going to “sleep” and I only get three hours, my body doesn’t want to wake up. If I tell my body I’m taking a nap and I get three hours, my body just thinks Wow, three hours, awesome nap.
