Posts Tagged ‘Sleep Deprivation’

Another Sleep Deprived Thought From Yesterday

January 12, 2018

While browsing the news feeds:

“Is it troll, or is it Stupidex?”


It Was Surprisingly Catchy

January 11, 2018

It’s always funny to me what’s funny to me after two nights of little to no sleep.  Today in my son’s virtual school his teacher put up a link for a song and the link didn’t work despite numerous attempts on her part.

So that’s how my son and I ended up singing several enthusiastic (if tuneless) rounds of “Service Unavailable . . . HTTP . . . Error 503 . . . This Service Is UNavailable!”

Can’t Say I Care For The Taste, But Such Is Life Sometimes

January 10, 2018

On Monday I said that I expected the lesson that time fussing about a problem gives no credit would be revisited again, and it turns out I was right.  Oh, my son is doing pretty good today, but after a night of no sleep for me, today I find myself doing my best to put my lesson where my mouth is.

So It’s Best For All Concerned If I Rest Now

November 30, 2017

I realize that lately my entries have been particularly brief, but that trend is going to continue for at least one more day.  As I type this I have been awake for some twenty-two odd hours or so, and while this is far from a record, it’s a condition that runs the risk of being fatal . . . to others.

Sleep, We Hardly Knew You . . .

April 8, 2016

So if it seems like I’ve been talking about parenthood a lot lately, there’s a reason for that.

As it happens, I’ve signed up for another tour of duty (a girl this time), and should be getting a lot more of the parenthood experience in about six months or so . . .

Like That Sudden Stop That Follows A Fall

August 3, 2015

As bored as I am with this topic, right now it’s all I can think about.

It’s not the sleepless nights, per se, that you’re killing me with, son, but with the days that follow.

This Is NOT A Good Sign

April 2, 2015

Because I feel (rightly so) that the topic of parenthood and sleep deprivation is one which I have visited and revisited to excess in this blog (not to mention in real life), I try to avoid it whenever possible these days.  Bluntly, I’m bored with it . . . so bored with it in fact that even my dreams are starting to get snarky about it!

After a series of three sleep-deprived nights in a row for various reasons, today when I got the chance to lie down for a much needed nap, I actually dreamt about someone looking at the clock, then turning to the person next to them in bed and saying, “If I could only manage to go back in time a few hours, I’d be able to get enough sleep to wake up feeling worse than I already do right now.”

I’m Tired Of This Answer

May 30, 2014

I want you to know that it’s my fault, not yours, son. I knew I was letting you stay up too late, but you were having so much fun playing with your “grandmama,” and since she’s only visiting for a limited time, I thought, “Why not?”

At one o’clock you answered that question for your mother (as well as your grandmama).

At two o’clock you answered that question for your mother (as well as your grandmama) again.

At three o’clock you answered that question for your mother, your grandmama, me, and the puppy.

Consider the questions answered, son, and let’s not do this again at four o’clock, okay?

Breaking News

April 8, 2013

To give you an idea of the kind of day I’ve been having, Lala (in all seriousness) asked me if I’d heard about “the new breakthrough in condoms,” and I haven’t stopped chuckling since.

I think I need to start getting more sleep.

Dead On My Feet

February 26, 2013

For the record, the other night I was not “up all night with a sick child.”  Between the hours of midnight and six, I’m fairly sure I managed to sleep for up to forty-five whole minutes at a time between being woken up!

On a related note, having spent the next day as one of the walking dead, I can put to rest the whole “slow zombies or fast zombies” debate.  Zombies are not technically incapable of rapid movement, they are merely extremely disinclined to do so.