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It was the lack of sleep that made me do it......

Someone asked on Twitter what is the worst thing you have done when sleep deprived?  It got me thinking because there are many things that I've done whilst sleep deprived, but as I'm used to staying up all night I can usually handle sleep deprivation. The only thing that drives me to distraction is getting up early! I'll happily stay awake all night, just don't make me get up at the crack of dawn or my life is one complete misery, where I'm counting the hours until I can go to bed or at least have a doze...even then I still have a moan!  Make me stay up all night .....easy peasy!!

There was one incident when Bart was a baby and me a complete newbie.  He was about 4 months old and I'd been away for a few days (work, just in case you're thinking I had a wild weekend away!).  I'd come in after pulling an all nighter, and was so happy to be home, sent the nanny packing for a few days. I happily looked after Bart all day and when it came to put him down, was suddenly wide awake. By this time I'd probably been awake for 48 hours.  I finally fell asleep at about 2 am, to wake again at 4am with Bart crying.  So I went in to change him, fed him, cuddled him and laid him back down to sleep.  I decided I was a bit hungry as I hadn't had much to eat, and for some reason took a nappy downstairs (clean).

Once in the kitchen I opened the nappy, buttered it, then sliced a banana and placed the slices inside that nappy. I then tore of the plastic tapes (I thought I wouldn't be able to eat them!),  then placed it on a plate, sat down with a glass of milk and proceeded to attempt to eat the Nappy Banana Sandwich. For some strange reason, it just seemed like the right thing to do.
I remember trying to tear at the nappy with my teeth, but not succeeding, so I just ate the banana then went to bed.

The next morning I told BH what I did.  He looked at me very strangely not comprehending really what I was saying.

"Why would you butter a nappy?"

"Because I was hungry!"

"But you can't eat nappies!"

"No, but I tried"

"Why would you do that?"

"Because I was probably sleepwalking and probably sleep deprived! "

It took him a few minutes to realise that I was not mentally disturbed and was just very, very, tired!


When I recount this story, people always first ask,

"Was the nappy a clean one?"

As if I would use a dirty nappy!  I have standards!



Comments

  1. LOL! Now I've heard some strange stories, but that one's pretty high up the list!

    Much better than my sleep deprivation story about waking up and finding the baby missing from her cot (she was actually in the bed next to me - I had sleep-nursed her without even waking up)!!!

    You should come over to Mummy's Little Monkey and list your blog on Blow Your Own Blog-Horn - it starts fresh every Friday, and is a great way to get more readers and find new blogs to read yourself.

    Check it out tomorrow: http://mummyslittlemonkey.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-that-time-again-time-to-blow-your_18.html

    Jacqui xx

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  2. MLM...I'm following you cos you make me laugh!

    The sleep deprivation can be a killer and I swore I'd have no more just because of that!
    Hey ho...I have the right to change my mind!! See you tomorrow! x

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