I haven’t been posting much about the Great Sleep Crisis of 2010.   That’s not because it is over.

But rather, because I am over it.

I think I’ve somehow found my way through the seven stages of sleep deprivation – kind of like grief, you know?

Stage 1.   SHOCK & DENIAL

Mhhhhm.  Wah?  Huh? What?  What time is it?

WTF?  Why why WHY are you awake right now?

This can’t be happening.  Again.

Stage 2.   PAIN & GUILT

I am so goddamn tired.

My head hurts.  My eyes hurt.  I think my skin hurts.

And I’m being cranky and pissy to my child.

I suck.

Stage 3.  ANGER & BARGAINING

Dammit dammit dammit.

Hey, Elsa – I will give you treats tomorrow if you stay asleep until the sun comes up.

Forget the treats, then… I will pay for college.

Stage 4.   DEPRESSION, REFLECTION, LONELINESS

Why me?   I’m never going to get a full night’s sleep again.

Single parenting sucks.  WTF was I thinking?

Pathetic whiney blog posts.

Quiet weeping.

Stage 5.   THE UPWARD TURN

Somewhere in the third week of the Great Sleep Crisis, it got somehow easier to deal with multiple awakenings during the night and too-early mornings, and still get through the day.   Am no less tired, but slightly less bitchy.

I said SLIGHTLY.

Stage 6.   RECONSTRUCTION & WORKING THROUGH

It must be a growth spurt.  And I will just keep trying different ways to make you sleep until I find one that works.  Something will work.

Stage7.   ACCEPTANCE & HOPE

OK, so nothing works.  You aren’t sleeping, and I’m not going to keep trying to change that – I’m too tired, for one thing. :-)

It is what it is, as they say in Maui (dear Lord, please take me back there soon).

And one thing I know:  it won’t last forever.