Today my insomnia is at its worse. And it was all my doing to enable its existence.
Here is what I should NOT do before going to bed — reading parenting tips from other stay-at-home moms. Why? Because after reading how they raised their children, I feel like a complete failure. Yes, yes, I understand that each parent have their own parental style but still feel so inadequate with my way. Is it normal? Or am I having too much of a load of inferior complex?
With that, it lead me to over-thinking, and over-thinking lead to toss-and-turns, and toss-and-turn lead to counting sheeps, and counting sheeps lead to listening to two sleep-inducing hypnosis programs, which ironically failed me. The final step was stirring around between the bedsheets however discretely but then *BAM* Mr. Light-Sleeper woke up.
He did not yell at me, but the funny part was that we started having a conversation, a serious one at that, about trying new techniques to help PP having better attitude and behaviors. We argued a bit a long the way as we have different opinions, but in the end we compromised and both are on the same page.
At least, there was a good outcome that came out from today’s episode of insomnia.
Earlier in the evening I even set myself up with a 7:30 a.m. wake-up time, hoping to do some exercises and then make breakfast for the boys. My ambitious plan is ruined. Fortunately today is Saturday and O can take care of the boys. Wait, O is equally slee deprived this week having to take care all of the sick virus in this house.
I guess we will have to devise a plan so that we all can rest to make up for the sleepless night.
If I had known, I should have listened to the sleep-inducing hypnosis programs first.
And it’s now 6 in the morning.
Please pardon my ramblings.