We’ve had a pretty full on week. On Tuesday
we had a friend’s funeral, which was heartbreaking, and then that same
afternoon Little Miss came down with violent gastro, which was horrendous. I was
working towards a major deadline I absolutely had to meet for a work project,
as well as a million other little deadlines for various jobs leading up to the
end of the year. Needless to say, I’ve been a bit stressed and emotional.
Normally, any one of these things would
make me feel anxious and overwhelmed, but this was like a perfect storm of stressful events. Oh, and then our hot water tank crapped itself (again), just to make things interesting. During times like this, I really need my sleep. I go a bit crazy
if I’m trying to deal with stress and I’m sleep deprived as well. Sleep
deprivation can then make me feel even more stressed and anxious, so this can
be a really vicious cycle.
The kiddies haven’t been too bad with their
sleeping lately, generally sleeping through the night, or at least not needing
me to go into them if they do wake. But this week, just when I needed a good 6
or 7 hours a night, my two terrors toddlers decided to take it in turns
to torture me each and every night.
