Fionnuala and I are permanently tired. The joys of parenthood and having very busy lives. Fionnuala, particularly, never stops. She is always on the go, either in the house, or out and about, tackling the million and one tasks required in order to keep the household afloat. I also struggle to keep on top of my work and parenting responsibilities. Then there’s the small matters of writing a book, maintaining the blog, training for marathons etc.
We go to sleep at night and it seems that within minutes the alarm clock goes off, telling us it’s time to get up again. Weekends are no exception as we have Saturday and Sunday morning commitments meaning lie ins are out of the question. I fell asleep on the sofa last night and have been feeling exhausted of late. There may be reasons for this, which I’ll cover in a later blog. Needless to say, we both feel permanently sleep deprived.
The Christmas break is supposed to be a time for rest and relaxation, to recharge the batteries and prepare for the year ahead. But often we work ourselves into such a lather that, by the time January 1st comes around, we are ready for another holiday. We burn candles at both ends and then wonder why we need matchsticks to keep our eyes open. We are a 24/7 people.
Something has to give, and often it is our sleep regimes. I’m as bad, if not worse, than the next person for surfing my phone in bed when I should be getting my head down. Are you insufferable without your eight hours shuteye a night? Or can you function on much less? More? Are you an insomniac? Could you sleep on a clothes line? Leave your comments below and don’t be sleeping on it!