Goodbye Sleep, it’s been fun,
but tonight I’ll forget when I ever had some.
For the nights are longer and the days are short,
and baby’s awake for much more than I thought.
Farewell Sleep, I hope you return,
but until you do I’ll just have to learn
to get through the night without you there,
for baby’s awake more often I fear.
Cheerio Sleep, it was good to meet you,
but for now I must say Adieu, sweet Adieu.
Au revoir for a while, so long and god-speed.
As long as baby’s awake it’s you that I need.
For all the mummies whose babies are certain to be awake tonight as the clocks go back tonight in the UK!
Starry Starry Night – Vincent Van Gogh
I have absolutely no reason to still be awake. It is one thirty in the morning in London, UK. I am sitting here at the computer after an hour of tossing and turning next to my husband. The bed is getting tired of my movement, making awkward sounds as I turn from side to side. I’m worried I might wake him up; so I leave.
Why am I awake? Why am I restless? I am not used to being out of my usual sleep routine. That’s what holidays are for right? Instead, I feel guilty to relax. A lie-in feels wrong and unjustified.
I suppose that’s the downside of working in a school. Your body clock is always set for an early start and any other way just ruins it. The temptation now is to stay up until I’m exhausted and wait to conk out completely. Only to wake a few hours later as my husband goes to work to reset my body clock.
I may have to say ‘goodbye’ to the lie ins.