Episode 16: Summer Update

Hey Friends! Wanted to give a quick summer update, we’ve been so busy this summer just trying to soak up every minute we can. We’ve had lots to celebrate with birthdays, baby showers, new babies, and weddings, we even had to say some hard goodbyes. Life seems to be moving so quickly these days, it’s so nice to have a day to slow down and just relax. My biggest hope for you all this summer is you are taking in every bit of sunshine and joy this season can bring and do your best to engage in every day to the fullest! Two things I forgot to include in today’s episode were follow-ups on my friends Emily Sexton and Leann Podskalan who both got the jobs they were waiting for! So proud of these girls and looking forward to seeing them embark on their careers!

Episode 13: Refresh with Me


Hey Guys! Just me for today’s episode. I wanted to do a quick follow up for several weeks without a podcast episode. It’s safe to say life got busy, as it does for everyone. I apologize for not getting something to you sooner, but Living Twentyish is still here and the episodes are still recording! Some days it’s just hard to stay focused, it’s hard to find the motivation, and it’s hard to make the extra time. However, in the end, this has been my desire and deepest passion and I refuse to let excuses or lack of motivation at times get in my way of pressing on. So thank you for the support, thank you to those who have reached out with encouraging words. This week we are calling it a refresh as I get myself back on track.

The Endless Sleep Cycle


Let’s talk about our sleep patterns and how they change over the course of our life. We start out as babies and our parents do everything in their power to get us to sleep; they rock us, walk with us, put us in the car and drive around, or last resort set us in a basket on top of the dryer to get us to calm down. Then as we enter the stage of going to bed without a problem, but getting up at 6am seems a reasonable time to get up with energy levels through the roof. Finally, we enter middle school/high school and getting up is a drag, literally, our parents, at least mine, had to drag me out of bed at times. I would set several alarms, but the fact was I knew my mom would come upstairs to my room and make sure I was up, so I took full advantage of my walking/live alarm and stayed in bed till the last possible second.

Now, sleeping in our twenties… we start this journey where we have full freedom over our schedules. We are fully responsible adults to make our own decisions and our parents aren’t waking us up or helping us get to work or our college classes on time. For some, your living on your own in your early twenties and your parents can’t even keep tabs on you to know if you made it to class or work on time. You are solely on your own and it’s your choice how you want to handle your sleep schedule and your priorities. That freedom is something we sought after for years while in high school and under our parents’ roof with their rules. Entering college, where there were no “tardies” or detention slips given was amazing. If I didn’t feel like going to class that day, that was exactly what I did, I stayed in bed till I felt like getting up. Sure, there were times it hurt me and other times I was able to recap with a classmate what I missed and got everything I needed, which made choosing sleep over making it class all the more worth it. Then there was the fact that I had control over my college classes and I made sure to never schedule a class earlier than 9am. I know I am not a morning person, so I wasn’t about to force myself to get up early and have to think if I didn’t absolutely have to.

Then there were weekends, gosh, those weekends filled with friends, late night hangouts, meet-ups with that boy, or going to the bars and staying out till the last call. During this time in our lives, we may not have the energy to get up for class or sit through even a three hour night class, but when it came to fun, I could run a full night of fun till 3-4am on a two hour night of sleep if I wanted too, because it was always worth the memories made.

8-9 o’clock in the evening was usually an average time to begin making plans for the night. I would finally start getting ready and make my way to a friend’s house or first stop for the night to begin the pre-gaming around 10pm. We’d make our way downtown with friends to begin the night of fun, no one would hit the dance floor till after 11pm. The night was still so young! Finally, well past midnight, the last call would be made and we’d be at the third or fourth stop for the night and make our way out of the bar, laughing hysterically and downing our worries in vodka and lack of sleep. Before making it home, there was often the side call from some boy that would cause my drive home to be pushed in a different direction, generally a random park. Seems so dangerous to think about now, but when you are in the moment and that guy you can’t stop thinking about wants to meet up, you take it, no questions asked. Well, now I think I would have asked questions.

Staying up with the guy of your dreams, talking and maybe even making out and the naughty things your mom always told you was never wise to do after midnight. Not till hours pass do you realize it is time to get home and you are now sneaking in at 4-5 am with a full day planned tomorrow, but you don’t even mind, because the night was well worth it? You go to bed dreaming of the guy you can’t wait to see again and reliving every moment with him, his hands, his eyes, and those sweet words you shared with each other. At the moment you were high on not just the cranberry vodka, but the memories made with friends and the boy. Sigh…. Sweet dreams, twentyish.

It’s amazing how we could function the next day at a reasonable hour say 8am at work after being up till 5 because again you are still soaking in those sweet, sweet memories made from the night/early morning before. Not to say I didn’t drag at work once noon hit, but I kept my mind in the right place repeating how worth it was to stay up with “him” and not go to bed for an additional 4 hours of sleep that would most definitely come in need at about 2pm.

Not to mention, in my early twenties you could afford the nights to stay up as late as you wanted knowing you didn’t have any kids to wake you up in the middle of the night, a house to clean, or chores to do, because work was really the only other responsibility and when it was a day off we used that time to sleep. And I don’t mean like till 9 or 10, I mean we slept like we were in comas till about 1 in the afternoon! Imagine all the things I could have crossed off my to-do list by that time if I had just gotten up even two hours earlier. But no, half the time I’d sleep in and then lay in bed for about an hour after being up to just recall the night, my life and where it stood, and critique everything about it, was I happy? Did I like where it was heading? Should I be doing more? All the while still waking up and dosing in and out of sleep.

Let’s fast forward now, I just turned 28. I have a daughter who one and sleeps good some nights and others I am up at 1am, 5am, and then fully up and out of bed by 8am on a Saturday. My sleep is dictated by not only my work schedule but by this little bundle of joy that ‘stands’ 2 feet tall. Don’t get me wrong, there are mornings that she gets up at 5-6am and I’ll get up to get her bottle and as she starts to fall back into a deep sleep instead of putting her in o her crib, I sneak her into bed with me between my husband and I. I just can’t help to soak in those extra cuddles while I can, because I know soon enough she won’t want mammas arms suffocating her. If I can stay in bed till 9 on a Saturday it truly is a miracle, but I don’t think twice about getting up anymore. I look back on those days of sleeping in till whatever time I wanted and do I miss them? You bet, there are days I definitely miss them and there are days I look back and wished I used my single life sleeping patterns in different ways because of all that free time I had that I don’t have now, but God has blessed me with more now than my heart could ever imagine. You couldn’t take from me what I have now back for the world. I wouldn’t change a thing. That’s just what life does to us, we start out young and I wouldn’t say immature or irresponsible. Some things maybe I would categorize it as, but it’s the growth we have in ourselves it’s the circumstances and moments we go through to get us to where we are now.

So if you are 20-21, girl sleep, you’ll need it, your life is changing and you are growing yourself and making some sweet sweet late night memories. And as for the girl who is a first-time momma or momma to multiple kiddos, then Girl you sleep too when you can! It doesn’t matter what stage we are in, the truth is, we women are amazing and we can run on a lack of sleep whether it’s a boy were crushing on that kept us up, a friend who encourages us to stay out and enjoy the moment, or a sweet baby whose cries are still precious, it’s all apart of our life and in the moments. All I can say is our sleep patterns will change as our life does too… catch the z’s while we can. Sweet dreams, twentyish…