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 From [community profile] dailyprompt .

Today's writing prompt is "sleep deprivation."

I'm tired. 

I usually sleep well.  In fact since my son was born I've always slept like a rock.  I guess it was all that discomfort during the pregnancy, I'm making up for lost sleep.  Now that he's 6 I don't have to worry about middle of the night feedings, or the other reasons for waking up that babies have.  I usually toss and turn in the same pattern. (back, side, on stomach, arms tucked under, one leg bent up, rinse, repeat)

The last few nights though, all the sounds, the stirrings, seemed to blend together.  The cat using the litter box. The dog's tags jingling as he gets comfortable.  My son, or was it my husband? getting up to urinate.  Getting lost on the way back to the bedroom.  

After I got my son to school I decided to try to take a nap. I crawled into bed and even though I could fall asleep at any moment I do my little dance.

(back, side, on stomach, arms tucked under, one leg bent up, rinse, repeat)

I woke up.  Was I even asleep?  I thought I heard my son.  But he was at school.

I went downstairs.  Maybe I was just hungry.  Before I knew it I devoured a bowl of cereal.  I looked at the clock. 1 p.m.  That can't be right...

I felt like I was having one of those reoccurring  and you feel a weird sense of deja vu.  Dream deja vu...I wonder if there's a real term for that?

I thought I heard the doorbell ring.  Was I dreaming again?  I went to the door and got the mail.  Got some more to eat.  It was getting dark.  I hate how it gets dark so early in the winter time.  My son should be home soon.  I started to worry.  I picked up the phone and dialed.  No answer.  The bus must be running late.

I'm waiting for him now.  He should be home soon.  I'm still so tired. Maybe a catnap before he gets home...

 I thought I heard a baby crying...but that can't be. My son is 6 and he's at school.

(back, side, on stomach, arms tucked under, one leg bent up, rinse, repeat)

I try to go back to sleep.  




Date: 2013-01-30 04:30 pm (UTC)
disgruntledgirl: Autumn, love autumn (pumpkin)
From: [personal profile] disgruntledgirl
Ugh I hate it when I'm trying to sleep and my breathing moves the sheets enough to bother me.
When I'm in this state, what you wrote is like dejavu.
I always hear someone knocking on the door downstairs but I live in a one floor house.

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