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Confessions of a sleep deprived mother: 10 things I’ve done because I’m tired

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Everyone told me that eventually my babies would sleep through the night. I went through a euphoric period when they finally slept for eight glorious, uninterrupted hours. Sadly, this period of time was very short lived because my infants became toddlers. And my toddlers don’t sleep. 

Most nights my kids are too busy not sleeping to be bothered with sleep. Their little minds are consumed with important things that are most concerning to a tiny tot.  Like, how to move their balloon, which is tied to their footboard, to their headboard. At 3 a.m. They want to know what the cat’s doing. They’re kind of thirsty. They need help finding a toy they saw once a few weeks ago. At a friend’s house. 

When my oldest daughter turned two, she started getting up at all hours of the night. She’d come into our bedroom, just to say hi. Or maybe she’d say nothing at all and just stand there staring at us. Waiting. What for? I don’t know. For us to wake up, maybe. For the mothership? Possibly.

The issue with this whole getting up at night business meant I wasn’t getting any sleep. When I don’t get much sleep, I do things that aren’t right. I don’t think clearly. I don’t act like a normal human being. I do things like:

  1. Pour pepper on the counter. In my mind, I needed pepper on my bowl of soup. In reality, the soup was still in the microwave. 
  2. Put the milk in the pantry. 
  3. Forget my daughter’s name for two weeks. True story. 
  4. Get in the car, only to realize my daughter was still in the house. Hey, I didn’t leave.
  5. Put my baby’s diaper on backwards.
  6. Put coffee grounds in a cereal bowl. 
  7. Go all the way out to the garbage can before realizing I left the trash bag inside. 
  8. Put my daughter’s leg in between the snapped portion of her sleeper, thinking it was the leg hole. 
  9. Forget what I’m talking about right in the middle of talking about it. 
  10. Set a cup of coffee down, get sidetracked, and never find it again. 

Eventually, I’ll do a post about things I’ve done because I can’t remember anything anymore. You know, because of “mommy brain.” This particular post will include the time I accidentally left my cat in my bedroom for a week while we went on vacation. Tip from me: The laundry detergent that hunters use to take the smell out of their clothes also takes cat pee out of everything. 

Don’t judge me. 

I’m tired.

Christina lives in Denver with her husband, two daughters and a cat who is so fat, she has her own gravitational pull. She was recently featured on the Erma Bombeck Writers’ Workshop, and added “first-place winner in the 2013 Boulder Writers’ Workshop Comedy Writing Contest” to her list of accomplishments—it’s above changing a diaper with only one hand and answering the same question 147 times in a single minute. You can find her cleaning cracker crumbs and socks out of the fish tank at: raisinsandgoldfish.com.

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  • comment avatar Amber Johnson February 5, 2014

    Here’s mine. When my colicky daughter was 3 months old, I was so tired I didn’t put the lid on the bleach bottle on all the way. When I reached to grab it later, it fell down on me, burning my eye. Had to get rushed to the ER. #GoodTimes

  • comment avatar Pam February 5, 2014

    Sometimes I wonder how I got through that period of life! I’m thankful now for my Spark which provides me my focus and energy. It’s been so much more effective for me than coffee or soda ever were–if I’d only had it back when my kiddos were that little!

  • comment avatar Christi February 5, 2014

    Yes. #9 and #10 all. the. time.

  • comment avatar Amber February 5, 2014

    This morning at 6:30 a.m. I got half-way to boot camp and realized I forgot my shoes and had to turn around. You could say I’m still sleep deprived.

  • comment avatar Keri @Reluctantly Suburban February 5, 2014

    I did a quick dust with the swiffer a few days ago after a rough night of NOT sleep with Jr.
    I felt really proud of my accomplishment until The Mr. came away from the fridge with a confused look and the (very chilly) swiffer duster in his hand. Woops. Yawn.

  • comment avatar beth February 5, 2014

    Directly above this on my news feed was an update from a mommy friend who drove through at a fast food restaurant to get an iced tea. She paid and then drove off…without the tea. She had to come back through the drive thru to get it. 🙂

  • comment avatar beth February 5, 2014

    Directly above this post on my newsfeed is a status update from a mommy friend. She drove through at a fast food restaurant to get an iced tea, paid…and forgot the tea. She had to drive through again to get the tea 🙂

  • comment avatar Jamie February 5, 2014

    We’ve all been there sister. I often walk to the top of the stairs only to realize I can’t remember why I was going up the stairs.

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