My Nightmare of Sleep

I used to think 8-hour sleep and 3 meals a day should be made into a law. The rest of the things in life can all be categorized into various luxury items.

As I reinforced the importance of sleep, I had problem with it. It runs in the family - my mother has it, my mother's mother had it. So I was entitled to my problem. I had difficulty falling asleep and was easily awaken during the night. My day depended heavely on how my sleep went the night before. Lack of sleep could make me feel sorry for myself and the world should to feel the same way too. I couldn't imagine what I would do if I had a child who woke up every night refusing to go back to sleep.

Ironically, my sleeping problem disappeared gradually after I had Sienna. I learnt how to train her to be an independent sleeper from the very beginning. Meanwhile, I just didn't treat my own problem that seriously any more. I am open to a 7-hour sleep option or even less. These hours usually are uninterrupted. If I go to bed late, I try not to think about or talk about it the next day. I try carry out my day as normal. I would have a power nap of a few minutes when I ride on the bus or subway. Then I get all refreshed up...

This makes me think, some personal problems can be resolved best by simply ignoring them.