Well, not really, I don’t. But I’m tired all the time. I have spent decades being tired. Until 2012. I was easily up by 7 nearly every morning. Then I started nursing clinical. I had to be there by 7. I was up at 5, cooked breakfast (eggs, hash browns, the whole nine yards), showered, took time to do hair and make up. On the days I didn’t have clinical, I was still waking well rested by 7 at the latest; usually closer to 6. In January, I started work at my current job. I was hired for night shift, but did a month of days for orientation. So, back to getting up at 5 on those mornings. No problem. Now, I’ve gone to nights. I find it difficult to drag myself out of bed before 9. I used to just think I was lazy when I wanted to sleep in that late. Even on days off, I want to sleep in. I now realize the truth of the matter. Between birthing, nursing and raising 7 kids over the last 20 years, and working night shift, I have been chronically sleep deprived. I don’t hate mornings. In fact, in 2012, I came to the realization that I actually enjoy them.
What I like about night shift is that I can have dinner every night with my kids. I get it on the table by 6, eat and leave by 6:40. But what I have discovered is that I’m grumpy. I’m in a hurry, on a time crunch, and not a very nice mommy. So, I have decided I’m going to go ahead and put my name on the list for a day shift position. I never really thought I’d say that, but I am. It will be better for me to miss a couple of meals a week with the kids and to NOT be sleep deprived and grumpy when I am home.
But for now, bring on the coffee.
PS – Tupler update: I can’t stop rubbing my hand on my now MUCH flatter belly. It’s amazing. I’m only sporadic about the exercises. I’m sore, and I AM lazy about exercise. Next goal is to start losing the weight I gained back over the last 2-3 months. Because while I love the new landscape, there’s too thick a layer of soft and squishy over it for my liking.