sleep… or lack thereof

It has been a rough week for me in the sleep department. The jet lag has been brutal. Tanzania is 9 hours later than Texas and 12 hours past Hawaii time. Even though I’ve almost been this far out of my time zone when visiting the Philippines and Europe, I’ve never experienced jet lag like this before. The first night was the most difficult. After 36 hours of traveling, I thought I’d crash as soon as my head hit a warm pillow. It actually might have, but for a baby who stayed awake until the wee hours of the morning. The next day I became tired at a normal time (10 or 11 o’clock), and thought, “hey, this won’t be so bad.” Around 2:30 in the morning I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to start my day, even though I knew I wasn’t completely rested. It took me a couple of hours to fall back asleep and then when morning came around I couldn’t wake up. The night after that, the same thing happened, even though I had a baby and husband who were sleeping soundly beside me. Finally, last night, I felt ready to sleep through the night. This time it was the baby who couldn’t sleep. She woke up around 2 and was restless for a couple of hours. I’d rock her back to sleep but as soon as I stopped rocking she’d wake up. The night after that, she tossed and turned until 3am. She hasn’t slept well since. I think it was a rough combination of teething, jet lag, and a little bug we caught on the plane for her. The congestion was inevitable after over 28 hours in the air. She kept making these little whimpering noises like she wanted to sleep but couldn’t. Poor baby (and poor mama, I must say…).
Another thing that has been affecting my sleep is the malaria medication. People warned me I’d have crazy dreams “in living color.” I never knew what people meant when they said they dreamt in color. I always thought I dreamt in color. I still do think that, but the colors I see in my dreams on the malaria meds are way more intense than my normal dreams. When I awoke from my first dream I thought that if it was preserved on a film it could win some indie movie award. It was brilliant. My dreams have never felt more real, too. I feel like they tap into some part of my brain where memories that I rarely think about are kept. Last night I dreamt about my high school. A few dreams have been about my family, which I’ve really enjoyed. If I can’t be with them in real life, at least I can be with them in my dreams. Many people complain about the dreams they have on doxy, and even switch to a milder type of medicine because of it. I will probably switching medicines soon, but it won’t be because of the dreams. I like them.
I also like the mosquito nets we have to get to sleep under. They make me feel like a princess. Although, I don’t think princesses should have to worry about malaria. Or restless babies.

Comments

  1. I am so happy to see your photograph and the baby princess. I am sorry you are not getting enough sleep, it is imperative that you do, even if it means trying to sleep during the day whenever the baby closes her eyes. Hold the baby upside down for a bit to drain her lungs and sinuses, I do not think it is an old wives tale. Yoga people believe standing on your head for a few minutes a day prevents cold infections.Cinnamon, garlic and peppermint are also good homeremedies. I love you and miss you so much. Do you have a phone. What is your phone number? Since you are 9 hours ahead of me, what is the best time to call. Make friends with the young marine girl, she is the same age as you and she probably needs a female friend her age as well.

  2. Just found your blog! Can’t wait to see photos of Dar, I know 2 people moving there this summer & I love your pictures from the Philippines. We’re moving to Manila in June so I can’t wait to travel around the country!

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