With having a kid, I am amazed at home much sleep I don’t need to keep functioning.
Functioning well, that is another story.
We have started the overnight potty training, and it is slow going. We have been getting up three to four times a night, to either deal with a wet bed, or taking the kid to the potty. It’s like when she was a new born, and we never got into a deep sleep. We only hovered around sleep, straddling conscious and unconscious.
The wife and I handle lack of sleep differently. She just slows down, but still stays sharp. I keep running at full steam, but become stupid. Might be why we work well as a couple.
Also, lack of sleep has started my mind wandering all over the place. Thinking of old events that are meaningless now, but like a flashback, I get the rush regret/remorse/or guilt from these memories. What I truly find frustrating is that if I have a flashback, then why can’t I ever have a pleasant memory? I keep going backs to the most awful experiences of my life. Not my first real kiss, but my first real breakup. I don’t get the rush of the first time I danced with a girl at my 8th grade school dance… I get the awkwardness of being rejected at 9th grade dance by the girl I had a crush on.
As I get older, I find life interesting in the way one event will randomly bring up another event.
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