I have been with my husband since I was 14 and have loved every minute of our relationship. I was a working mom for 6 years, but after a lot of prayer and not enough planning, I have crossed over the barbed-wire fence to be a stay-at-home mom. This blog is about our family of 5 (and sometimes more depending on foster kids), my opinions, and my journey through motherhood. Enjoy and may God bless you!
Friday, October 26, 2012
I wonder if 'marital insomnia' is a real term? I'm talking about the point in which a husband and wife just cannot sleep anymore. Not that we've slept too long and we should get up, but the toss-and-turn-up-and-down-can't-get-to-sleep nights. Speaking of up and down, when on earth did I become old enough that I get up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night? So, back to the issue at hand: sleep. I need some. My husband has always been able to function on less sleep than I need. I held my own during the breastfeeding months of all three of my babies, when the youngest was still nursing every 3 hours night and day and I had a child in kindergarten and a preschooler needing my help, not to mention the full time job outside the home. I had been a professional napper since my college days when I was a commuter with a full time job and would take 20 minute naps somewhere between Physics and Statistics in the commuter lounge which consisted of a few old couches and a tv. Naps have just not been possible lately. The kids have been home for the summer, my husband's schedule is hectic and unpredictable, not to mention we had three foster kids for nearly a month. I think that's when my sleeping trouble started. Having six kids ages 4,4,6,7,8,9 cause more than a little stress and I don't think I dared close my eyes for the first few days. It got easier with routines and learning rules, my house was actually cleaner than it is right now because it had to be out of necessity. I think all my stress was turned inward and it kept me up at night. Well, those kids have been out of our home for almost two weeks and I still can't sleep. Maybe it's the money worries, but who doesn't have those? Is it the August heat? Is it my struggle on where I am in my spiritual walk? Is it because I need new pillows? Because my husband flops around every night before snuggling? I have no idea.
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