I am not the kind of person that does well with little sleep. Now make that lack of sleep last for several months and I start getting depressed. That's where I am. I'm not sad about my life, I love my life. I am not in a desperate place. I'm in a frustrated place. I am unbelievably tired and worn down. So much that the perky happy Erin, is droopy grumpy Erin.
My baby doesn't sleep. He takes naps during the day with about a 45 minute duration period. My 5 year is an extremely spirited child. With all the things that make him so amazing, he's also got many things that make him difficult and exhausting. I guess the apple didn't fall to far from the tree with that one :) My three year old has always been such a joy. Easy baby, slept, sweet. Well, now she is three.... If you have a three year old you know exactly what I mean. No need to explain, If I see your eyes glazing over from the pain of yet another meltdown, I will know you are a parent of a three year old. It is hard to muster the energy to break up fights all day. To parent with teachable moments instead of frustration. To discipline with natural consquences. To be a good, loving, parent who is trying soo, sooo hard to raise them right.
My husband, bless him, is an intern. Yes, poor guy is as exhausted as I am with longer hours because he comes home from his long days and helps try to keep me sane. His soul calms me and he helps give me the rest I need. Just not getting as much as him as I wish.
It's also winter. Winter is gloomy, cold and my sunshine quota is down. Some days are just like this. Most days I can get out and do something to cheer up even my biggest annoyances, but some days I am just down.
Now if only they were this calm and sweet all the time :)