Kids are in bed. Will is watching boxing in Spanish. I did “work stuff” (eye roll right there) for a few minutes on the computer. Now I’m blogging just to blog. Get the ball rolling after that last awful post.
For me, there are three kinds. Of mom sleep, that is. (Some kind of comment here about grammar and sentence structure and you don’t really care, am.I.right?)
1. The Laying Back/Down on the Couch/Bed With My Eyes Closed – This is the type of sleep I do when kids are up, running around, playing quietly, watching tv, you name it. I’m getting some rest, but I’m fully alert. Someone starts crying? Up and at ‘em. Fight breaks out? Handled. Twenty-three minutes of brain-rotting entertainment is over? Let’s do this thing.
I hate this type of sleep and usually only resort to it in utter exhaustion. I also feel that it’s dangerous, I could actually fall real asleep and leave my children unattended. No bueno.
2. The Night Sleep – Self-explanatory as to when it happens. In bed, lights out, all that jazz. This, to me, is the true motherhood sleep. I’m asleep, getting my cycles whatever, but the “mom” part of my brain is still on. I immediately hear feet hit the floor in any room, crying or calling out wakes me up from the first peep. Occasionally one of my children will talk in their sleep, in just a normal talking voice. I hear it. I hear the dog rustling/settling/talking in his sleep. I bed share with Haddie (Fancy way of saying she sleeps with me, which all my babies have. If that’s not your thing, cool. This isn’t the time/place for debates.) and if she so much as sighs loudly, I am aware. This is approximately 95% of my sleep, and part of the reason why motherhood is so very tiring.
I also credit this type of sleep for my decreased brain function and my completely ridiculous dreams that I have all the time.
3. The Deep Sleep – This sleep is glorious and beautiful and extravagant. This is the sleep I get when Will gets up early, takes the baby and the other children as they wake up downstairs and lets me sleep in alone. This is also the sleep when Will takes the baby for me to have a nap. It’s like my brain knows that it can be off, Will is awake and able to handle whatever happens. I do not have to hear anyone talk, or cry, or breathe.
What? You don’t listen to your kids breathe? It’s not weird.
*This post is basically the opposite of science.
Your turn! Tell me about your sleep, mom or not.