07/08/2026
Midlife Sleep Saga.
Honestly… what is that all about. Do we even need it anymore or is it just a rumour Gen Z made up to feel superior?
Once upon a time, I used to get into bed, read a chapter of my book, close my eyes… and BOOM. Alarm. Morning. Birds singing. Me springing out of bed like a Disney princess with a functioning circadian rhythm.
Then came my twenties: married, working full‑time, on a fertility journey, hormones doing the Macarena. Sleep became a luxury item like a Birkin bagbut with more crying.
Hit 30, pregnant, and suddenly I’m waking up at 3am to chat to my bump. Stanley. Yes, Stanley. Didn’t know the s*x, didn’t care, Stanley was the vibe. Me and my bump having midnight heart‑to‑hearts like two drunk mates in a nightclub toilet.
31, Morris Stanley arrived and honestly… what a DREAM.
7pm settle.
11pm dream feed.
3am ninja‑level nappy change in the dark.
Latch, settle, back asleep by 3:30am.
Up at 7am.Beautiful. Magical. A sleep pattern so perfect it should’ve been studied by NASA.
Then the next 12–14 years? No bother. Divorce? Slept. Career progression? Slept. Travelling? Slept. Morris tucked up at 7pm, me at 7:01pm. We were basically hibernating mammals.
And then… 43/44.
BOOM.
WTF happened.
Sleep packed its bags, left a note, and moved to another woman’s house. Hot flushes arrived like uninvited guests.My brain decided to host a rave from 2–4am every night.
I wake my partner, give him a cheeky wink, have a little workout for 15–30 minutes… and then lie there wide awake fantasising about: How to stop him snoring, Whether I should repaint the house, What I need to prep for Christmas (in August).Why badgers have stripes, And if I could get away with owning a pet orangutan to live in the garden. You know… the usual.
Now I’m 48, Googling “when does sleep return after menopause” like it’s a missing person case. Wondering when my brain will calm the f**k down.
I'm genuinely considering packing a bag and travelling the world for 12 months to find a timezone that actually works for me.
Can anyone relate?
What does your sleep journey look like?
Does it get easier the further into menopause we go or do we just embrace the nocturnal lifestyle and start identifying as owls?