Urrrrrrgh... My eyes hurt from phone glare! I rarely get a full nights sleep. I don't even know why I'm awake! There was no loud noise, Scarlett is sound asleep, no snoring from Bern, (although I did wake with his leg on my stomach?!) no noisy weather, no burglars, no cats having crazy time and no mad dreams. So why am I awake! Did I go to bed too early? Is 10pm too early?? Honestly if I blogged every time I woke during sleep there would be enough text to create a novel.
Bern has just rolled over and I'm now left with a few inches of bed space and some nice heavy breathing in my right ear. How very irritating! I can hear Scarlett shuffling around on the baby monitor now too. Too many distractions. The annoying song stuck on repeat in my head is Diamonds by Rihanna. I HATE that song and I really don't think much of her either. Such a bad role model for young girls. Never thought I'd hear myself say that before. Being a mother has changed me!
Bern's just elbowed me in the arm rolling back over, how dare he!
Did my Mam say she was coming tomorrow (or today even considering its currently 3.09am) to give me something for Scarlett? I've forgot what time she said, I have to take Rolo to the dog groomers tomorrow, I can't remember what time it was at though. Was it 2pm or 2.30pm?
Did I put the paintbrush in the white spirit? I can't remember that either. Its covered in gloss and i need it to continue the can of worms I've now opened by starting the glossing in the first place! I can't be bothered to go downstairs to look. I'm loosing my memory, I must be getting old.
Speaking of which, I'm 25 this year you know. Twenty five, quarter of a century. Why?! I don't want to be 25. I want to stay 24 forever! To be honest if I told people I was 18 they'd probably believe me, I really do look like I still belong in secondary school. But mentally I will always know, I'm really almost 25. Why does age matter? Because it means you get OLD. I don't wanna get old! I don't wanna get crows feet and grey hair, or have to wear clothes to suit my age. And if I get old, that's means Scarlett will grow up too. I wish she could stay the age she is now forever. She's so oblivious and innocent. I don't want her to learn about certain things and I don't want her to experience what our sometimes cruel world has to offer. I don't want her to have her heart broken and I don't want her to go through the trials and tribulations life's path has waiting. I wish I could just preserve her sweet little self as she is now and keep her that way.
Oh my God, in five years time I'm going to be thirty...
Arrrrrgh I can't sleep!
Ni
Xxx
Showing posts with label can't sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label can't sleep. Show all posts
Wednesday, 28 November 2012
Saturday, 25 August 2012
No sleep tonight.
So it's currently 02:40am and there's probably no chance of me getting any sleep! Typically I'll probably manage to drift off just as little legs is waking up.
We had a bit of a scary incident with Scarlett this evening before her bedtime. To cut a long, and quite frankly pretty frightening, story short, she was sick (out of her little nose and mouth bless her) and choked on it. The longest two minutes of our lives was spend rubbing her tiny back trying to get her to breathe properly again. It really scared us but eventually she got there and she was fine. What if it happened after we put her to bed though?! I don't even want to think about that. Anyway, tonight we've put her back in our room as a precaution to make sure she's okay, hence the source of not sleeping. She made a funny noise which woke me up, and now I can't get back to sleep with worry! It's strange how having a child affects you in this was. You get an overwhelming protective urge and instinctively you feel you'd do practically anything to help and protect your little one. Even if it means no sleep all night through sheer worry and lots of checks to make sure they're okay. She'll appreciate this when she's older!
Isn't it crap when you can't sleep? I'm lied here thinking pointless thought after pointless thought and I can't clear my mind at all, arrrrgh! My eyes don't even feel tired! But that's probably because I've been staring at my iPhone writing this for the last 13 minutes. Why am I thinking about stupid things?! I mean, why am I so concerned about what clothes I'll wear tomorrow, about when I should clean the oven tomorrow and about the sheets on the bed in the spare room I need to wash! I hate not being able to sleep. I'm dead warm now too... This is a one leg out job I think. Why don't humans have off switches? Scarlett seems to automatically switch off after 9pm no matter where shes stationed.
How annoying is it when you can't sleep and then you get a song stuck in your head and your mind kind of, has it on repeat? But the bit you repeat is the same part of the song over, and over, and over. I've got 'over my shoulder' by Mike and the Mechanics stuck in my brain and it's all I can think of in the background of mind! I don't even know all the bloody works!
I'm jealous of Bern, he's starfished sleeping like a baby next to me, as if!
Okay so I'm now officially boiling. The solution has been upgraded to two legs out of the duvet. This is getting serious now. Que Celine Dion, "this is serious, THIS IS SEEEERIOUS!!!" I'm gonna try and cleanse my mind and get some sleep.
And now Bern's starting snoring. Fan-!?@&£#%-tastic!!!
Goodnight, I think!
Ni
Xxx
We had a bit of a scary incident with Scarlett this evening before her bedtime. To cut a long, and quite frankly pretty frightening, story short, she was sick (out of her little nose and mouth bless her) and choked on it. The longest two minutes of our lives was spend rubbing her tiny back trying to get her to breathe properly again. It really scared us but eventually she got there and she was fine. What if it happened after we put her to bed though?! I don't even want to think about that. Anyway, tonight we've put her back in our room as a precaution to make sure she's okay, hence the source of not sleeping. She made a funny noise which woke me up, and now I can't get back to sleep with worry! It's strange how having a child affects you in this was. You get an overwhelming protective urge and instinctively you feel you'd do practically anything to help and protect your little one. Even if it means no sleep all night through sheer worry and lots of checks to make sure they're okay. She'll appreciate this when she's older!
Isn't it crap when you can't sleep? I'm lied here thinking pointless thought after pointless thought and I can't clear my mind at all, arrrrgh! My eyes don't even feel tired! But that's probably because I've been staring at my iPhone writing this for the last 13 minutes. Why am I thinking about stupid things?! I mean, why am I so concerned about what clothes I'll wear tomorrow, about when I should clean the oven tomorrow and about the sheets on the bed in the spare room I need to wash! I hate not being able to sleep. I'm dead warm now too... This is a one leg out job I think. Why don't humans have off switches? Scarlett seems to automatically switch off after 9pm no matter where shes stationed.
How annoying is it when you can't sleep and then you get a song stuck in your head and your mind kind of, has it on repeat? But the bit you repeat is the same part of the song over, and over, and over. I've got 'over my shoulder' by Mike and the Mechanics stuck in my brain and it's all I can think of in the background of mind! I don't even know all the bloody works!
I'm jealous of Bern, he's starfished sleeping like a baby next to me, as if!
Okay so I'm now officially boiling. The solution has been upgraded to two legs out of the duvet. This is getting serious now. Que Celine Dion, "this is serious, THIS IS SEEEERIOUS!!!" I'm gonna try and cleanse my mind and get some sleep.
And now Bern's starting snoring. Fan-!?@&£#%-tastic!!!
Goodnight, I think!
Ni
Xxx
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