What is the most tired you’ve ever been?
This question is very easy for me to answer… because I am the mother of twins. My boys are fourteen years old now, but it seems like just yesterday that I brought them home as infants. I remember a lot of joy from their first year of life. Quite honestly there’s a lot I think I blocked out! But one thing I remember with crystal clarity is how tired I was. Eight feedings a day times two. Endless diaper changes. Mounds of laundry. Plus all the anxiety and fear that comes along with being a brand new mother. For me, it gave new meaning to the word exhaustion – a tiredness that went straight through to the very marrow of my bones. I remember when the boys were about six weeks old, I had to have a very small surgical procedure to have an atypical skin blemish removed from my leg. It was out-patient surgery with general anesthesia. The nurses wondered why I was so excited to be put to under. “Just let me sleep as long as you possibly can!” The kind of rest I needed in those days was rest for my body. The meeting of a biological need with very clear physical symptoms. Continue reading