Five Signs Mommy Needs Some Sleep.

In the past couple of years, my ability to function while low on sleep has increased by leaps and bounds. It used to be that if I didn’t get a solid eight hours at night, with a nap or two thrown in on the weekend, I was a mess.

These days, as long as I have a three or four hour unbroken stretch of sleep (and a boatload of coffee), I can get through the day. But internet? I am tired. In fact, I’m about at my limit. Here’s a few ways I can tell:

I am constantly sick. Sure, some of that has to do with the fact that I have a toddler in daycare. A toddler in daycare who delights in wiping her snotty nose on me, sticking her germ infested hands in my mouth and sneezing directly in my face. But if the sleep meter was full, I’d probably be immune to some of it. As it is, I can’t honestly remember the last time I was healthy. This week, I ended up at the doctor with a bad cold on top of a sinus infection. That just ain’t right, people.

I am eating a whole lot of carbs. I’ve read that there is a scientific connection between lack of sleep and obesity. I am living proof that that is true. I’ve put on almost five pounds in a month, people. You know why? When I’m tired, I don’t want a fucking salad. I want bread. And pasta. And cookies. And more bread. And oh, did I mention bread?

I have a short fuse. This morning, I yelled at my dog for wanting to go outside too much, my husband for failing to take out the garbage and my daughter for trying to kill herself (she was biting an electrical cord that was plugged in). Granted, that last one was deserved, but I yelled so sharply she burst into tears. I know better than that.

I let the house get even messier than usual. When I’m running on empty, I really don’t care if the dishes are piling up in the sink, or if the laundry piles are so mixed up I don’t know which ones are clean and which ones are dirty anymore. That’s why God invented takeout. And Kohls (cheap clothes, anyone?).

I lose my gym shoes. I’m pretty sure they’re still in the closet somewhere, but I might have given them away to Goodwill in a fit of exhaustion-induced rage. When I’m this tired? There is no way in hell I’m moving any faster than I have to while chasing Tori around. My butt can stay saggy, damn it.

So yeah. I need some sleep. Desperately. Fortunately, I have some time off coming up. Whether it will be enough to restore my sanity remains to be seen, but I am choosing to be hopeful.

Now it’s your turn, dear readers. Tell me how you know it’s time to take a break.

10 Comments on Five Signs Mommy Needs Some Sleep.

  1. Rebecca
    December 18, 2010 at 1:23 pm (5 years ago)

    I’ve noticed that all is true with me as well. Also, once I let the house get all cluttered up (after being sleep deprived and then getting sick) I tend to get all scattered brained and lose things and start getting a shorter fuse due to the cluttered home. Once the house is clean, I feel much more peaceful inside (although on the surface a clean uncluttered house does not bother me…….but it does in an indirect way)

    Reply
    • Amber
      December 19, 2010 at 7:40 pm (5 years ago)

      I like a clean house, I just don’t like cleaning it. One of these days, I’m going to pay someone to do it.

      Reply
  2. Fiona
    December 18, 2010 at 8:14 pm (5 years ago)

    I’m with you – stomach virus right into a cold. My house is gross – don’t care. I’m grumpy 90% of the time. I’ve also been eating like a horse and not exercising. sigh.

    Reply
    • Amber
      December 19, 2010 at 7:39 pm (5 years ago)

      Wheeee! It’s the mooooost wonderful time of the year…she says, dripping sarcasm with every syllable. I hope you feel better soon.

      Reply
  3. Bag Lady
    December 19, 2010 at 10:17 am (5 years ago)

    My house, too, looks like a small bomb exploded in it. But how do I REALLY know I’m tired? The other day, I almost walked out of the house to go to work without having dried my hair. While wearing slippers.

    Reply
    • Amber
      December 19, 2010 at 7:39 pm (5 years ago)

      Well, depending on the slippers, it might have been a good look! I hope you get some rest soon.

      Reply
  4. Erin
    December 19, 2010 at 9:17 pm (5 years ago)

    Hey there friend – I feel you on the carb-craving, constantly cranky, sick-o, psycho, and effing forgetful”ness” !!!!!!!!

    I hope you get some good quality sleep soon!

    2 benadryl and I’m gone for the night:)

    Reply
    • Amber
      December 20, 2010 at 9:34 am (5 years ago)

      Mmmmm Benadryl-fueled sleep. Hope it did you good!

      Reply
  5. erica
    December 20, 2010 at 3:05 pm (5 years ago)

    You might have a short fuse… I think that is the first time I read the f-bomb on your blog!

    Reply
    • Amber
      December 20, 2010 at 4:21 pm (5 years ago)

      Oh, I did, didn’t I. Oh well. Into every blog a few f-bombs must fall.

      Reply

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Comment *