Yes, yes, yes. I know I need to sleep.
For some, like my husband, sleep comes easy. He looks at me quizzically when I tell him I can't sleep and says, "Just lie down, close your eyes and wait."
An hour later, I'm still waiting. Sorry hun, I'm just not that gifted.
My mother also is a gifted faller-asleeper.
So, then I read articles like this, which talks about how lack of sleep can actually affect the quality of weight loss you have, and I sigh. And think to myself that I must try harder. But you see, I've been trying harder for 30 odd years, with varied but never lasting results. I must be missing something.
I almost miss those sleep deprived days when the kids weren't sleeping through the night and I was so tired that when I finally crawled into bed, I immediately fell asleep. There was no thinking involved.
Now, there's too much thinking involved. It's gotten bad enough that I start stressing about falling asleep before I even head up to bed.
And now I have a son, who dreads falling asleep like I do. I can't really help him either...I have nothing to suggest.