It happens more often than not. I don't know why. But for some reason, I can never get to sleep at a decent hour when my firefighter is at work. Usually, the days he's gone are long and I look forward to that time when I can crash in bed and think of nothing in particular. I spend the better part of the day planning to put the kids to bed early, have a bowl of ice cream, watch a chick flick, and get to bed on time.
However, it never works out that way. I usually end up staying awake later than I do on nights when my firefighter is home. I end up on the computer, trying not to let the worries creep into my mind, or just enjoying my me time.
The other time I get insomnia is when I've had Excedrin. I'm really sensitive to the caffeine and I've been known to stay up all night if I take it too late in the day. The good news is that my sensitivity to it makes it super effective on migraines. Some things are worth a lost night of sleep.
Especially lately, when I get so little sleep as it is with my youngest waking up so often, it's rare for me not to be able to fall asleep. But, here I am, still up, while everyone else is blissfully sleeping. I've got no caffeine in my system, and my firefighter (who does, ironically, have Excedrin in his system--he got his second ever migraine today), is home tonight, sleeping in the other room.
I've got a lot on my mind tonight, which must be the root of the problem. I've been thinking about my now 3 year old.
He recently had his birthday, which he adored.
He also recently had a near miss with the swine flu. It struck literally half the kids who attended the church nursery last week. Thankfully, I kept him home with me that day, since he had a slight cold, and I had a migraine (I'm noticing a theme here). He has since had the vaccine, so hopefully he doesn't get hit by it at all.
I've also been thinking about my restless, non-sleeping youngest. We recently added solids to his repertoire in the hopes that it would help him sleep through the night.
It did not. In fact, he woke up right in the middle of this post, about the time I was searching for a picture of Mr. Darcy.
Since being up in the middle of the night seems pretty much unavoidable these days, I've decided that I need to change insomnia from being a frustrating time to being a happy time. I'm thinking that it's time to resurrect the stash of M&M's, only to be eaten in the middle of the night. That should do the trick.
I don't have any M&M's tonight, but I do have a mug of raspberry hot chocolate. So, cheers.
Here's to the new happy hour.
(Ummm... yeah... about that diet...)