DO you know that burning sensation behind your eyelids, when you are so exhausted, that you can’t even close your eyes?
Sleep deprivation is a cruel mistress. She is so cruel, she has the ability to play mind games and manipulate you into turning every thought you have into a negative one.
Early this week, my son decided to wake up at 1am and demand that I sway him all night long. Every time I put him back in his cot, he cried and cried and cried. He only stopped when I was cradling him. Awesome for him; not so fun for me. This little dance went on for four hours. All I needed was some cocktails and I could have turned our sway into a rave.
I love sleep.
Maybe it is my Thyroid condition or being a mother, but my bed is where I always want to be.
I am that sleeping bear, that if you poke it, I am going to rip your face off.
However since becoming a mum I have learned to live off little to no sleep. My inner bear has taken a sedative and when I am woken, I try to be more like a teddy bear (see I used the word try).
So after my early morning dance off with my son, that cruel mistress sleep deprivation, made me down in the dumps and convinced I would not be able to make it through the day.
I was crying in the kitchen sink cleaning up from breakfast.
There was a knock at the door.
Because I was zombie mum, I answered the door, even though I had no bra on and my PJ pants are pretty daggy.
Lucky for me, it was a good friend, dropping off lasagna because she knew that I was doing it tough recently and wanted to help. “Don’t worry you don’t have to cook tonight”.
I burst into tears and hugged her. I was speechless. It was such a kind gesture.
I said to her later, “…It was if you knew I had the worst night.” She replied. “I had a feeling. So weird.”
That is the beauty of female friendships, they help put the bounce back in your step and lighten the load when times get hard.
I have recently seen a few memes floating around social media stating: “Support your local girl gang”. It is a message, I have always wanted to convey with girls and women alike. Support each other. Be there for one another. Find a common ground. Grow friendships.
In my lasagna- zombie mum moment, I thought about all the wonderful female friendships I have. I am so blessed to be filled with such amazing women in my gang.
You can never discount the power of female friendships they are precious and even if time has passed between words or you don’t see each other as much as you like, remember there is always a fabulous female, knocking on your door, ready to support you.
After my fabulous friend visit, I got some sleep, kicked the cruel mistress out of bed and scoffed my lasagna.
Sleep. Friends. Comfort food = happier mindset.