I know I said I wasn’t going to post today, that I’d return on Friday. I really didn’t plan to post today. Really, I didn’t. But, then, I haven’t been in my right mind lately…
I haven’t had a full night’s sleep since September 23 because, when night falls, I’m the lone ranger here at Casa Conover. Make no mistake, Scott does what he can, but until he grows a set of lactating breasts, he can’t offer much in the way of a contribution.
Kennedy is a very good baby who’s had her days and nights straight seemingly since the day we brought her home.
However. She still wakes for feedings at exactly 2 a.m., 5:30 a.m., and 7:30 a.m., which, of course, is through no fault of her own. I read somewhere that until babies hit 15 pounds, they don’t have enough “fat” to stave off middle-of-the-night hunger pangs. Kennedy isn’t far off – I’m guessing she’s somewhere in the neighborhood of 13 pounds (I’ll find out at her well-visit next week). But this has been a bit of an adjustment for me because Scotty weighed a whopping 20 pounds by now and was sleeping, well, like a baby, straight through the night.
But it’s a different day. And I have reason – at least five of them – to believe that the sleep deprivation is getting to me. You might be sleep deprived if:
- You call your insurance company to submit payment for your spouse’s car insurance bill, and when the representative answers, you say without hesitation, “I’d like to place an order for carry-out.”
- When in the midst of sub-zero temperatures, you’re backing out of the garage and feel the unfamiliar sensation of cold metal (the accelerator) against your toes. You look down, and that’s when you realize you’re still wearing flip-flops.
- You can’t find your favorite yoga pants, and you’ve searched everywhere. Finally, you find them in the washer…where they’ve been for several days…because you forgot to put the entire load into the dryer.
- You’re tearing the kitchen apart trying to locate your saltine crackers – they’re not where you usually leave them. No, that’s because you’ve put them in the drawer…inside the refrigerator.
- You’re at the kitchen sink rinsing dishes and rocking your baby’s cradle with your foot, when your toddler brings you an orange to peel. You turn off the water, peel the fruit, and then resume rinsing the dishes with your left hand, and at the same time, extend your right hand with the fruit in it. After a couple beats, you wonder why your toddler hasn’t grabbed the fruit. It’s because you’re actually dangling it in front of the baby.
Yours truly did all of the above in the past three days. Here’s to hoping my next move isn’t an attempt to brush my teeth with a stick of deodorant. What absent-minded things have you done lately? Please, God, tell me I’m not the only one. Share yours in the comment section below...and for even more signs of sleep deprivation, check out the list I penned for Scary Mommy.
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