Oh how I miss thee. Let me count the ways.
I miss thee in the summer time when it is so hot and dreary.
When I am lying in my bed and tell my husband “Don’t come near me.
For I am so warm and sweaty, from having menopause,
that if you come to near me, I will scratch you with my claws.”
O dear sleep you’re so much nicer in the fall,
when it is so cool and my blanket starts to call.
I like to crawl into my bed and with my sweetheart snuggle
and on those cold cold nights with sleep I do not struggle.
And when wintertime comes, the land covered with snow,
I bury myself under my quilt and will not rise.
No. No. No.
OK, that’s enough of this Dr. Seuss rhyming nonsense.
Seriously y’all, do you miss nap time? Remember when you went to kindergarten and they had nap time? I did and I hated nap time, there was way too much fun to have. Now, I would kill for a quiet Saturday afternoon to snooze on my couch and have no cares in the world. And I have definitely decided that alarm clocks are of the devil and should be banned, especially on weekends.
Sleep becomes more important to me as I age. Menopause did a serious number on a peaceful night’s sleep with the heart palpitations and night sweats. It has taken adjusting my diet, exercise program and caffeine intake in order to bring balance back to the dark side.
I was chatting with some friends of mine the other day and we decided that all those sleepless nights we had as young mothers was sort of a boot camp for menopause. Some nights it’s brutal to be wide awake at 3:30 a.m. knowing the alarm will go off in exactly two hours. Brutal. It makes me quite jealous of my hubby who can sleep anywhere at anytime. It’s just not fair.
And y’all what makes it so not fair is that we have become that couple that has dinner at 5:00 p.m. because we get tired and ready for bed by 9:00. I mean, I know that by the time I’m 80, I will probably fall asleep in my lunch, but that day is not today.
Well, when the sleep doesn’t come, what’s a girl to do? She prays. I am a serious prayer warrior at 3:00 a.m., let me tell you. Rosary beads keep me on track and Novena prayers, if I remember to put my glasses on the side table are also a late night, or early morning favorite. Sometimes, I find that prayer eases my worry or that last concern that keeps my from actually falling asleep. And sometimes, I make it through the entire Rosary, it just depends on the evening. Or morning, whatever.
So, ladies, take it from me, sleep while you can, pray when you can’t and always remember that nap time is and underappreciated joy in life.
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