Hi, my name is Nataly and I don’t get enough sleep.
If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, this is not news. Despite many attempts, including yes, the ever-cliche New Year’s resolution, I’ve failed to figure out how to get a decent amount of sleep on a regular basis.
I will be the first to tell you that not getting enough sleep is bad for me: I’m tired a lot, more stressed, and much, much less productive than I would be if I were well-slept. But however much I try to prioritize sleep, “stuff” gets in the way.
I noticed something the other day. Whenever I talk to friends or colleagues about what now has become my fairly widely-known lack of sleep issue, one of the first things I say is “Oh, you know, with a kiddo, work, and everything else, I just don’t see where I can find the time.” In other words, I use my overly-busy-working-mother status as an excuse. And while there is absolutely truth to it — c’mon, no mom I know, working outside the home, at home or not working, says that she gets all the sleep that she needs — I think I’m full of it.





