I like to sing “Waking Up is Hard to Do” to the tune of the oldie “Breaking Up is Hard to Do”.

Because dang.  I am terrible at sleeping and terrible at waking up!

My first thought upon waking used to be “When can I go back to sleep?”  Now it’s more like, “NOOO!!!!!!!! I’m ASLEEP FOR ONCE!  PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME WAKE UP!”  And yes, I do think that one IN CAPS.

I’ve been up now for an hour and my eyes are still heavy.  I had nightmares this morning that I was actually glad to wake up from, but they left  me so, so sleepy.  And slightly traumatized.

So, I’m off to the coffee pot.  And maybe to do some jumping  jacks.  Just kidding, that would be exercise.

But seriously.  What do YOU do to help yourself wake up?  I need some new tricks!

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Photo by fofurasfelinas on flickr

So last night, per usual, I woke up in the middle of ye olde night and couldn’t sleep.  Shocking, I know.  My sleep doctor told me when this happens I should get out of bed and not get back in until I’m really sleepy, so I shuffled wearily into my living room and turned on my laptop.

After chatting with my cousin Donovan, who was also awake at in the middle of the night, on Facebook for a few minutes at about 2:30-2:45,  I clicked over to TweetDeck and lo and behold, saw this tweet from my dear cousin Emily.

So apparently, if you are a first cousin of mine, you may have had trouble sleeping last night!  Emily must have wandered back to her bed, though, cause I got nuttin’ in response to the tweet I sent her:

{crickets}

About 3:30, Sophie started fussing.  I SWEAR to you that girl has “mommy is awake” radar.  So I soothed her and then got back into bed myself, where I had both night sweats and nightmares for a couple hours, until Bobby’s alarm started going off around 5:45.  Apparently I also told him *twice* that he was snoring and to roll over…when he was awake and therefore not snoring.  So all in all, it was a night of delirium, cousinly bonding, and a sad, sad, lack of ice cream (for me).

What were YOU doing in the middle of the night last night?  Wait.  Don’t answer that!

I didn’t sleep all that well last night, and I’m not sure why, the usual problems I guess. It’s not like I was up all night, I did get some sleep, but this morning I am so, so tired. So tired I want to cry. I’ve already showered but I just want to climb back in bed and go back to sleep anyway, feel my heavy comforter weigh me down, maybe press me into sleep.

My eyes are heavy, but the truth is, the sad truth, I can’t even fall asleep without medication anymore. Can’t even take a nap. If I were to go back to bed now, it would just result in frustration. And since I need to parent and all, I probably shouldn’t take an Ambien and hit the sheets at 9 a.m.

I am tired and I am tired of being messed up in this way. I’m so frustrated.

Now, off to the coffee pot.