Dear Mother Nature,
Why won’t you let me sleep? Why are you always messing with me?
First, it was teenage hormones keeping me up all night, worrying about boys and what to wear to prom.
Then it was motherhood. Tell me again why you can’t make babies that sleep all night?
And teenagers. What’s up with that? If you know of any mom who got a full night’s sleep while there were teenagers under her roof, I’d like to meet her.
I won’t mention the sleepless nights while the Marine was serving in Iraq, although I’m pretty sure you’re to blame for that, too.
After 25 years of raising kids, you would think my reward would be to get a full night’s sleep. What is with you, Mother Nature? Why do you continue to torment me?
If it’s not hot flashes waking me in the night, it’s having to pee every 3 hours. Oh, and then you throw in the occasional insomnia, when I don’t even get the luxury of falling asleep at all.
What have I done to make you hate me so?
I’m sure a lot of people see you as a perfectly lovely woman. The one who makes the world a beautiful place.
But this morning, after yet another night of night sweats and premenopausal mood swings… I’m thinking you’re kind of a bitch.
Sleepless in Suburbia