My toddler is ruining any chance I have of dieting.
Either that or she is just God’s way of testing my willpower.
Generally when I go to bed, I am okay. I have no fantasies of donuts, brownies, chocolate cake or any other numerous treats I love.
That is until the middle of the night when the pathetic call of “Eema” is sounded at full volume throughout the house. (Eema is Hebrew for mom, mum, mother, the gray haired person stupid enough to crawl out of bed in the middle of the night…)
My little almost 4 year old has taken to waking me in the middle of the night. Sometimes more than once a night. Very possibly because of her impromptu naps on the couch in the afternoon.
I don’t take well to being sleep deprived. I turn into a very not nice person without enough sleep. (One of the reasons I stopped working the night shift in the ER.)
As if getting woken up and being summoned out of bed was not enough insult, my stomach has decided to get in on the joke. So now at stupid o’clock at night, when I am woken, I am ravenously hungry.
Have you ever tried falling back asleep when your stomach is making loud noises and all your insides are clamoring for food? In my house, in that instance, sleep does not happen. I have tried and I have been miserable.
Which means, that in the middle of the night I am scavenging for something to eat. As you would guess, fruit and veggies at that hour just doesn’t make the grade.
So anyone out there who wants to borrow my daughter until she passes this making her mother miserable in the middle of the night stage, please let me know.
Alternatively, any other tips on sleeping or hunger would also be appreciated.
Well at least I know she loves me right?