This isn't a problem I'm used to, but it's just one more post-menopausal joy, I guess. Bedtime begins with such snuggly promise: although I don't fall asleep quickly, I do drift off to a nice, comfy nowhere. And then, for some reason - I'm too warm, need to pee, have indigestion, or some other minor discomfort - I wake up...and can't fall back asleep. I lie awake. For hours.
Or maybe it only seems like hours. Perhaps I drift in and out, though it doesn't feel that way: it feels like I am fully awake. I try to occupy my mind, usually with prayer. That doesn't always help, though. Sometimes I start to worry about things, instead. Then I'm REALLY awake.
Worst of all, I'm disturbing Iain's sleep, too. Ever try to lie perfectly still when you aren't asleep? It's not easy.
Well, I guess I will go back to bed; my glass of milk is empty, and I'm getting cold. Wish me luck!