Having spent the last 3 and a half years coping with sleep deprivation caused by 2 young children, I can safely say that I have learnt little about how to prevent it and have learnt to carry on regardless.
My overwhelming feeling is to be somehow lost in a fog. A fog where it is easy to become despondent, for imagination to replace reality and where it can be very damn lonely. The most important thing I have learnt (although in many cases still fail to practice) is to be kind to myself, to give myself a break.
These pictures attempt to reflect a softer, kinder look at the fog of sleep deprivation.