I am lying in bed trying too think of boring things to help me fall asleep, then I re-adjust the pillows a billion times (pausing to contemplate smothering myself with them), toss & turn, turn on the TV, turn off the TV and then I get mad. I get myself so mad that I am almost in tears. I know how I will feel in the morning, I know what a zombie I will be all day, I remember that E has a 4pm meeting today and won't be home until late, so the twins & I are fending for ourselves.
I hate that I get mad at myself for not being able to fall asleep but it happens every time. I usually wake E up to tell him I can't sleep and that I am mad. He usually mutters something & falls right back into his dream filled slumber. Bastard.
Well I guess I will go back to bed & try again. I will usually falls into a nice deep sleep around 6:30 only to be jarred out of my sleep by infants who, from the time they were born, don't care if you ever sleep again.
heh, I take zyrtec and its the clarinex that keeps me up.
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