Sleeping Like a Single Man
I used to sleep like a baby. Then I had one. That expression is an oxymoron. Who wants to sleep like a baby? Babies sleep like rock stars - they tend to sleep during the day and are up half the night. As a new mom I slept like a rock star as well. I distinctly remember one night where I literally did not sleep at all. It’s not as glamorous as it sounds.
My son is a star who sleeps like a rock now, however my ability to wake at the slightest noise has remained. Between a series of seriously stressful events and the addition of our family cat as a nocturnal roommate I developed an inability to fall asleep and/or stay asleep.
Desperation led me to taking sleeping pills for a brief period of time. Only problem with sleeping pills is they are addictive. I was able to ease off and currently take a quarter of a Lunesta if I need one, which I usually do. This works and has carried me through the last couple of years on pills stockpiled from when I had free prescription coverage. Not so anymore. I filled a script last week and paid $260 out of pocket. $260! It’s costing me $2.17 a night to fall asleep.
The following morning I walked into Starbucks and paid $3.33 for my daily mocha. It dawned on me that I’m paying to wake up and paying to fall asleep. And Starbucks is also an out-of-pocket expense. I can’t even submit it on my flex spend account.
Since the last hour of my evening is mine and mine alone, I tend to gravitate towards activities that are not conducive to sleep – like reading a can’t-put-it-down novel, watching Maroon 5’s latest music video or having to get up to pee several times because let’s face it – chamomile tea may be relaxing but drinking three cups of it right before bed keeps my bladder awake.
I’d probably sleep better eliminating my mocha, but it’s an incredible anti-depressant, energy booster and my daily treat. So, the pills need to go. I don’t need sleep like a new mom, a caregiver or a seriously stressed out woman. Yes, I still keep an ear out for my son, still have stress and soon we are adding a puppy into the mix. Maybe it’s time to change some habits – scholarly reading, no distracting visuals and less tea. Hm. . . we’ll see how that goes.
So, forget sleeping like a baby. I want to sleep like a single man (note - I said “like” not “with”) . . . ah . . . with that thought . . . sweet dreams . . .