I’ve always heard how apparently your body will sort of “deal” with the lack of sleep when you have a baby. You know, you’ll be tired but you’ll still function and, most of the time, not even really feel like you’re tired.
Since the birth of our first baby February 9th, I’ve more or less found that this statement is true.
But that doesn’t mean I don’t have sleep deprivation. Oh, I certainly have it. I’ve seen the signs:
- One morning, I poured orange juice in my cereal. It wasn’t bad. Wasn’t great, either.
- I took the cap off of one of the baby’s formula bottles in the middle of the night and started drinking from it. I was thirsty.
- One morning I let the dogs out and didn’t see them again until the afternoon. Because I didn’t check til then.
- I’ve called to the baby like she was a dog.
- I’ve called to Emily like she was a dog.
- I once asked our dog Maeby if she needed her diaper changed.
- Cats don’t know how to use baby bottles. Not even with help.
- I forgot to peel a banana one morning.
- I forgot I don’t like bananas at all.
- Purchasing fish food only makes sense if you have fish.
- Why do we even need toilets?
- Half the time I don’t remember when trash day is, so trash will sometimes pile up in the garage.
- I have neighbors!
I’m sure there’s a plethora of other things, but as it turns out, I’m sleep deprived and can’t remember them. But I’m sure I’ll be sharing more!
I know some of you have had children. What sort of weird, sleep deprivation stories do you have?