It’s hard to remember how it felt to be completely rested,
but it seems like finally the fog of chronic sleep deprivation is lifting and I
can think like a normal person again. That is a good thing, since I just
accepted an invitation to write a review together with my thesis advisor about
something that’s not even entirely my subject, but that does give us the
opportunity to cite our own work again discuss the results of my thesis
work in a slightly different light.
My feeling for the past 8 months is best compared to the
feeling that you get when you’re camping at a music festival (does that exist
in the US? Probably. If not, see this or this
for example). There’s so much fun, music, drinking, and happiness going on (and
then I don’t just mean the chemical kind of happiness) that there’s not much
time to sleep (or to brush your teeth), but you’re having a great time
regardless. Living with a baby felt somewhat the same, but then without the
music, the mud and the drinking. Still, despite that I have been more tired
than ever in my life, I constantly had that feeling in the back of my mind that
something happy and exciting was going on (except maybe for the first few weeks
when I was mostly overwhelmed by the responsibility for a little person, and by
all the hormones too probably).
Before I had a baby I never realized that it would take such
a long time to get a decent night of sleep again, because all those glossy baby
magazines make you believe that your baby will sleep through the night by the
time you have to go back to work. That probably happens for some, but definitely
not for our baby.
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| One week old BlueEyes while he was asleep |
So now you’re probably thinking: next week that awesome
amount of sleep might be different (read: worse) again. Yes, probably, but I’m
enjoying thinking with my rested brain while it lasts. And don’t I think I
might be jinxing it by writing about how good we’re sleeping? Well, I hope not…..
yes we have those, thinking burning man for best analogy. I was like a drug addict about sleep with my first child. Never enough, thought about it ALL the time. Both my kids didn't sleep through the night until I forced them to at 11 months because at that point Mama was on the verge
ReplyDeleteAt least you had another chance to work with your advisor. Some people actually dislike working with their advisor because of their experience when they were writing their thesis statement. Anyway, what happened to your review? I hope it went well and you had a lot of things to talk about with your advisor.
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