Last Friday was World Sleep Day. Yes, it’s an actual thing. I love the idea of an entire day dedicated to sleep so much, that I decided to dedicate an entire blog post to it!
Where it all started
I was a teenager when I began to appreciate the wonder of sleep. I remember those high school mornings… my mom would realize that the usual kiss on the cheek + “it’s time to wake up now” routine wasn’t getting the desired results… it was at this point that she would go full savage, pulling the curtains open to let the sun in. I’d be there, shrieking and frantically pulling the duvet over my head, as if I’d burst into flames were the sunlight to come in contact with my skin.
I must be getting old
As an adult – and parent – I appreciate it even more. There was this thing I said a while ago, and my child thinks it’s hilarious. We were at the salon, and I joked (except it wasn’t entirely a joke) that ever since the day I turned thirty five (last year), I could literally fall asleep anytime, anywhere.
I’ve never been a day sleeper – not as a teenager, nor as a new mom when my own mom would tell me to “sleep when baby sleeps”. I would rather lay there staring at her, or take photos of her sleeping (obsessed much?), or get some housework done. Then thirty five rolled around, and all of that changed – I’ve actually dozed off in the middle of the day, while sitting on the couch… like an old person! 😱
Me: I need a nap. Zee: Naps are for quitters.
Of course by the time I turned thirty five, the little person was seven and a half years old, and hadn’t taken a daytime nap in exactly four years. She’s always been a great sleeper (she gets that from me ?) – she’s slept right through the night since she was a few months old; and she never skipped her daily daytime nap.
At exactly three and a half years of age however, she decided that it was time to retire the good ol’ daytime nap… for good. Man, those naps were glorious – she could go for almost three hours sometimes, wake up smiling and happy, and still sleep like an absolute beauty again at night. Do you know how much you can get done when a child sleeps that well during the day?
Zee now gets through an entire day at 100% energy, and thinks that I’m the funniest (silliest?) person alive when I suggest that she take a daytime nap.
So maybe it’s my fault
Then there’s me and my inability to not feel ALL the mom guilt. Although Zee is an amazing little person, who can keep herself busy… and although she is a child who notices when I’m looking like a bit of a mombie, and even gently suggests that I go lie down, I still suffer from major mom guilt at the mere thought of taking a nap while my child is all alone.
So I guess what we’ve learned from all of this is 1: my daytime sleep deprivation is pretty much self-inflicted; 2: I will only experience the bliss that is a daytime nap when Zee accepts just how wonderful a thing it is, and agrees to have a snooze at the same time… it’s going to be a long wait.
What is it with kids and sleep though? It’s like they think they’re going to miss out on all kinds of awesome stuff if they give in to sleep. Mine has even said as much. “Sleep is boring mom. I could be doing other fun things!” Are your kids the same way? What cheeky “explanations” have you received regarding why they won’t sleep?