Last night I was talking to my family about sleep. The conversation turned to pillows, obviously… I use three pillows. One to rest the side of my head on. One to add weight on top of the blanket. And finally, one that I “cuddle”.
“Cuddle” is the best way to describe it I guess. I either place the pillow between my knees to space out my legs, or I’ll put it half under my chest and place my arm around it. I used to sleep in the fetal position and still do if I’m sick. But the pillow thing is just a comfort feeling.
In the past I have used a body pillow as my “cuddle” pillow. Last night our daughter was asking if I needed a “Waifu Pillow“. Naturally I said sure. Our kids have seen these pillows at Comicons all their lives, so it was no surprise that they know what they are.
The conversation then turned to which “Waifu” I’d want. I think my kids were trying to decipher how pervy their father is when it comes to Anime. So I fed into it. I told them it had to be an anime girl with the biggest breasts and the least amount of clothes.
After quite the lengthy conversation of my kids naming off numerous female anime characters- I have a feeling that this father will be getting a new pillow as a gift one day. Hopefully my wife winger jealous of my future “Waifu.”
I finally received a good sleep Last night-three nights after my vacation. I was well rested for work which was a nice change of pace.
I rolled into work feeling confident and ready for the world. Bring it on!
Then I drank too much coffee on my way to work. Including an Cold Nitro Coffee from Starbucks- which kept me bouncing all day. I’d love to think it made me mentally stronger, but it really just had me talking faster.
I’m expecting a good caffeine crash tonight. With a possible headache to follow.
But today was a good day.
Today I woke up exhausted. There is no reason for it. I went to sleep at my regular time and woke up as well at my regular time. But for some reason I just do not feel refreshed and renewed.
I find it odd that this happens to me on occasion. It’s not like there are any stressers in my life or health issues that I know of. Just a bad sleep I guess.
Looks like today will be numerous cups of coffee to keep me going. Maybe tonight when I get home I’ll take a power nap before dinner! I love Naps!
I lost an hour overnight. Just like nearly everyone else. Now I’m trying to sync up my life with the time change. And it’s not going well.
I am still unsure as to why we have Daylight SavingS Time. Animals don’t use it. In fact, our dog is rather confused that his dinner is going to be served at a different time today. He won’t complain. But starting Monday- he’ll have to accept that he is waking an hour earlier than he was for the past six months.
Not to mention that going to sleep tonight is going to be rough on most people. I’m already feeling it. But that’s because I have to get a nap in prior to my night shift. But my body/brain doesn’t want to count that loss of an hour. Time to force the sleep in seven easy steps:
That’s what works for me. Do you have any tips on how to fall asleep? Let me know in the comments.
- Put down phone.
- Lay down and remain still.
- Close my eyes.
- Breathe in for a count of four.
- Hold breath for a count of eight.
- Exhale for a count of seven.
- Repeat breathing exercises until I fall asleep. Usually 4-5 tries.
Last night I was trying to finish season one of American Gods when the power went out. So off to bed I went instead. I brought the Nintendo Switch upstairs with a couple pro controllers and my wife and I played four rounds of Mario Kart in bed. That was fun.
About two hours after going to sleep, the power kicked on. Unfortunately we had some lights on in the bedroom, so it woke us up. After turning lights off, I lay in bed trying to get back to sleep. Nothing worse than feeling like it’s too late to sleep but too soon to get up. I finally fell asleep only to wake up a short time later because of the heavy winds. Thus creating another struggle to fall asleep.
I had many plans for my day today. I am far too exhausted to do the fun activities. I have resorted to staying in bed until noon. During which time, I expect my lower back to begin hurting and my energy level to diminish even more. Sometimes life just gets cancelled. Today feels like one of those days.
I need some motivation. A “kick in the butt” so to speak. Hopefully I’ll find it soon enough and get back on with my day. Maybe a pot of coffee will do the trick.
Sleeping after a night shift is one of my favorite things to do. I find I get a really good sleep as I waste away in preparation for my next night shift. Sometimes I get woken up in the middle of my daytime snooze. Usually because I have things to do. Or I get woken up early and decide it’s too much work to go back to bed.
Take today for example. I had to wake up in the middle of my sleep in order to pick up my kids from school. (Darn half day at school.) I’ll probably get back to sleep and snag another 4 1/2 hours. But still- two short sleeps don’t always make up one good sleep.
I am completely understanding of the fact that I have a commitment to our children. I can’t let them down. It’s not like the school they attend is close by either. We have to drive at least twenty minutes to get to the school. At home, our kids are very respectful of my sleep and never bother me or make a ruckus.
Only one more night to go this week. Then a few normal days. Followed by another stint of nights.
I got this.
Really I do.
I flipped from doing three weeks of night shift onto day shift this past week. My body fought it hard. I was looking forward to seeing the day time and having dinner with the family every day. Dinners were delicious, but by the end of each meal- I was toast.
I was an old man at the end of every day crawling into bed by 8:30pm. Passing out and waking up before 4:30am. On my last night- I couldn’t fall sleep, then I didn’t want to wake up. Every alarm – I hit snooze. Just out of habit. Even though my alarms are set every ten minutes, the nine minute snooze messed me up.
Now I’m going to bed before my days off. I had to cancel plans with a friend because I knew, even though this is my “Friday Night”, that I wouldn’t make it past 10pm. Watching a movie in the theater at 9:30pm would be like paying cash for a nap.
There’s something about my bed that I really enjoy. It’s the hump.
I’m not talking about sex. I mean, that’s really good as well… (perhaps that could be another topic.) I’m talking about the spot right in the middle of the bed. Also know as the great divide.
Everyone who shares a bed with a partner knows of this mountain. With mattresses that have memory foam and springs- body divots become created. These are the comfort zones when you sleep together. On our king size bed, we have split box springs underneath. This emphasizes the barrier up top.
Usually before we fall asleep, one of us has to crest the mound and spoon the other one. I like being the little spoon. Mostly because it means my wife’s bum is aiming away from me. (She tends to fart when she wakes up). It also means I don’t have to try and figure out what to do with my gimpy arm that I lay on top of.
When I’m alone in the bed, I enjoy laying on the middle peak. I lay on my side which allows my gimpy arm to be used underneath my pillow.
It is possible that there is a king size mattress out there that prevents the middle hill? Probably. But until I can afford a new bed, I shall just remain the fool on the hill.
I’m coming off five weeks of night shifts. My body and brain haven’t adjusted yet. It’s only been two days so far, but it feels like I never sleep. I barley saw my own kids while on nights, now I’m going to bed early.
I’ve found it difficult this time for the change over. It also doesn’t help I’m working in a location I haven’t spent much time in over the past year. Lots of changes and my brain is back in full gear trying to keep me going. It’s mentally exhausting.
Unfortunately my children haven’t seen me much lately. So my time at home is very precious as well. Tonight, my son decided that he needed to showcase his talents on violin and trumpet. He came into my bedroom with his trumpet as I crawled into bed. I think it must be revenge for something.
But I love that he wanted to share what he’s learned so far in school. It was also easier to let him play his piece than argue for ten minutes.
Now it’s time for me to go to sleep. Fresh trumpet sounds echoed on my mind.
I don’t like being woken up in the middle of sleep. I don’t get angry about it, just irritated. It’s even more frustrating when sleeping during the day because of working night shift. Luckily for me, I’m a deep sleeper and can also pass out quickly. So my frustration is usually minimal.
But, there’s nothing more annoying than having to get up in the middle of a deep sleep just to go pee. Well, maybe leg cramps suck- those also wake me up from time to time. I need to drink more water to prevent leg cramps, but that’ll mean I need to pee more. It’s a vicious cycle.
Perhaps its middle age creeping up on me. It’s probably going to be a way of life at some point. I’ll just need to accept it and hope that I have a few good years ahead of me before I start to wet the bed.