I saw this signpost the other day when we were out for a walk, and it really sums up how I feel today.
After weeks and weeks of not getting enough sleep, my body has finally given in and I have the most terrible tonsillitis. I can't remember ever feeling this poorly before and it just proves how important sleep is for the body and the healing process. Son 2 is now sleeping "through" with no problem, I must admit there were times I never thought it would happen. However now we have another problem, early waking, sometimes as early as 4.45am. That is it for the day then, he is up! That creates the problem that he finds it very hard to carry on until his one nap of the day which is after lunch.
I sometimes look at my face and I don't recognise the old woman looking back at me. Photos of me five years or so ago that at the time I thought were horrible, now look lovely, fresh and youthful. Now my skin is dry and sallow, my eyes permanently puffy and sore. I have no energy and no motivation to do anything. The sleep debt I have racked up over the last year is well and truly catching up with me; I owe, big time.
Sleep is not for the weak, it is utterly essential.