Are you a sleep-deprived parent? Here’s 12 signs your child is no friend of sleep…
You can always tell when the clocks change due to the higher-than-normal volume of tweets from parents. Extra hour in bed? Not likely! Lighter evenings? Thanks so much for the 9pm bedtime. Blackout blinds? Ha! – are some of the things you’re highly likely to read from the deluge of disgruntled – and sleep deprived – mums and dads on social media. In the parenting marketplace, sleep, it seems, would have a higher value than diamonds.
Everyone seems to have one parenting issue that affects them more than anything, be it weaning, milestones or fussy eating. And ours?
We seem to make early childhood nap refusers. Nightly sleep thieves. Babies who are definitely not best mates with blissful slumber.
Having been through it once, I was more prepared this time round to be sleep-deprived at this early stage. I know that breastfed babies are meant to wake more, it’s natural and healthy. There are biological reasons for the wakings. I love the closeness and comfort of the night feed, and greet the baby’s little face with absolute joy when I scoop her out of her SnuzPod and plug her on to the boob, however many times a night.
But seriously? Oh man, I am SO tired.
So I’m just going to indulge myself, again, with more siesta talk. Here are 12 signs your – my – child is no fan of sleep and oyu’re a sleep-deprived parent…
- You wake up every morning on the edge of a bed filled with all members of your family
- You blink when you leave the house in a manner previously only reserved for leaving clubs at 4am
- The thought of running out of concealer makes you panic. Make-up should totally be allowed as a tax-deductible business expense, right?
- People actually tell you that you look tired (thanks)
- People you secretly resent: people who tell you that you look tired, people who humblebrag about their children sleeping through, people who complain about being tired because they went out last night
- You think up loads of amazing, world-changing ideas at 3am that make an amusing lack of sense in daylight. Your phone browser is full of lots of open tabs you only vaguely remember looking at, including online shopping baskets you never check out (probably a good thing for your maternity leave bank balance)
- You see the red mist of rage with your partner over the most ridiculous of things (*cough* bedsheets). When really it’s all about the fact that last night he got five hours of sleep in one go and you can’t even dream of that
- 90% of your diet consists of sugar, the rest comforting carbs
- Children’s TV begins to make sense. And you develop strange crushes on most of the presenters
- You fantasise about when your next block of sleep will be. Sleep over spare time, every time
- But you get a second wind at about 9pm and despite everything, you still don’t go to bed early because the evening is your only time. Also; I’ll just take one last look at Instagram…
- You’re so obsessed with sleep you write yet another blog post about it. Sorry, everyone who’s just dropped off x