Lack of sleep is my middle name. Used to make me fun and really goofy, many little kids later it made my fuse shorter (mostly just at bed time), now that I’m older it makes me tired. After two decades without much full nights of sleep, I don’t really expect I’ll ever catch up but it was worth every disrupted night. Now that my kids are growing I’m finding myself with more daytime energy to work off of, though.
When you are sleepless, do you ever peek in on your kids when they are sleeping? It melts my heart.
(I should add that sleeplessness has also made me really tangential. Lots of parentheses)