*This was written a few months ago and I just never posted it
**Also imagine me as a scary zombie. I don't take pictures of myself when I feel like that!
A couple of times this week I have gone to bed early. Maybe as much as two hours earlier than usual. I was done with the day -- or "done in". Derek was home, and he could take care of things, and I was really glad.
When Tia was a new baby she was lousy at sleeping. I walked around in a constant fog of exhaustion -- at least that's how I remember it. Luckily she made up for this behavior by becoming the most excellent napper the world has ever seen. Before Kayli was born I lived in dread of becoming, once again, a person living in a tired, zombie like state. Then a miracle happened. Kayli was born and she was a most excellent sleeper from the very beginning. She was never a world class napper like Tia, taking two two hour naps a day, but she was really very good at sleeping.
This mini story is just to point out the rather obvious fact that sleep can make a huge difference! When I'm well rested I am a lot less likely to be scary. I don't snap at people, cry over things, and have pity parties nearly as often if I've had adequate sleep. I really enjoy not feeling zombie like, though I have learned that it is a survivable state of being. It is also helpful for me to remember, when I go getting all grumpy, that the solution to not acting like a scary zombie might be sleep!