It’s started. My body and mind have started to prepare for the imminent arrival of No. 3. Insomnia has sunk in and I’m now up at all hours of the night. In the beginning, 5 years ago, when this began to happen, I used to fight it – tossing and turning – trying anything to sleep. Now, however, I’ve gotten used to it and realise that this is just the way it is. In anticipation of night feeds, and baby’s unpredictable hours, my body is preparing me for a topsy turvy schedule to come.
So now, I embrace it. When I feel myself bright-eyed and bushy-tailed at 3:30am, like it is right now, I come downstairs, make a mug of decaf tea with honey, and embark upon a number of tasks that cannot be accomplished during the daylight hours when my kids are wreaking their manic havoc on our household. For example, tonight, I’m blogging, and then I’m going to read my book for book club "Atonement", which, by the way, I’m having trouble getting into.
It’s one of those books that has been so largely hyped that I feel a lot of pressure to be loving it. However, I also know enough about it from the movie previews etc. to know that something bad is going to happen at any moment, and the suspense is killing me. With every page turn, I’m wondering, is it now, is it now? To motivate myself to finish the book by the 27th, our book club meeting day, I’ve got myself on a 15 page per day schedule – but I’m already 3 days behind!
Gotta go for now, I’ve got a busy night ahead of me…