I got one hour of sleep last night…
Not because I was out late dancing or having a romantic rendezvous with my husband, but because I am a
Mama, and sometimes that means being up all night with a teething nursling.
Truth be told, I haven’t had much sleep at all in the past 2 years since Jacob arrived. I can count on two hands, with a few fingers leftover, the number of times he has slept through from night till morning, and more cups of coffee than I can count.
I. Am. Exhausted.
My adrenals are shot.
I have dark circles under my eyes.
Some moments I have wondered if I am depressed (or insane), but I realize that’s the fatigue talking and that severe sleep deprivation is it’s own brand of torture.
While I don’t love having my sleep disturbed, I do love this child.
And you do what you gotta do…
for the love.
I’d prefer to post a New Years photo of myself looking well-rested, joyful, grateful, contemplative, peaceful and svelte, in a beautiful locale or doing something fun (maybe next year), but this is what I’ve got:
Here I am getting kicked in the head with a footie Jammie and rocking a giant wrinkle in my brow.
Happy New Year Y’all!
Here’s to another year with lots of love, guaranteed opportunities for growth, and so many unknowns in this crazy world we live in…
May you embrace it all with grace.
And to all the mamas out there, I bow to you with a wink, a nod, a hug, a cheer and a tear for all that you are and all that you do: Thank you!!!!!
May I offer a gentle reminder? Take care of YOU.
Because you deserve to feel good, and your entire family and the whole world benefits from you showing up fulfilled and giving your love & presence freely…
and that can only happen if your cup is filled up first.
I’m taking a dose of my own advice…
So here’s #mynewyearsmantra
Get. Some. Sleep.
I am prepared to practice the wisdom of so many mamas who’ve come before to “sleep when baby sleeps,” going to bed early, skipping evening snuggle time with my hubby, and saying “no” to lots of amazing opportunities that I simply don’t have the energy for yet. I’m already having a little FOMO (fear of missing out), but my experience of life moment-to-moment, even of the mundane, will be tremendously enhanced and enjoyable if I am well-rested.
And I know, with ever cell of my whole being that sleep is the foundation to my well-being, and that is deeply important to me.
This is the best I can do right now for myself, my family, the world…and I’m declaring that my best is good enough.
See you in 2017…hopefully I won’t sleep the whole year away! 😴