Boob sweats! 3am anxiety! Itchy skin! Georgia Lewis tested out drug-free ways to beat sleepless nights

The halcyon days of my simply getting into bed, plonking my head on the pillow and falling asleep without incident felt like a distant memory. Insomnia in perimenopause crept up on me – and made me utterly miserable.

It started with moderate tossing and turning. Then the itchy skin started. And geyser-like boob sweats. I was overheating so much that even sleeping naked on top of the duvet with the fan on and windows open wasn’t helping.

Before long, I was waking up at 3am every morning with humid knockers, feral hair, and anxiety. My brain chose that hour to relive teenage embarrassments, stuff I had to do for work, assorted family dramas, friendships that needed work, WhatsApp messages I’d forgotten to reply to…

Honestly, enough already!

So, I tried out a few solutions for a better night’s sleep, especially as the warm nights weren’t helping with my general overheating. Yay climate change. Rather than reaching for the sleeping tablets, I sought out drug-free options, with varying degrees of success.

Let’s start with pillows

Being way too warm has been my biggest obstacle to getting a decent night’s sleep, so what better place to start than with a cooling pillow? The excellently named Martian Dreams Hybrid Bamboo Pillow was a hit from the first night.

I was delighted to ditch my lumpy old pillow and put my head down on this firm but forgiving alternative. As well as genuinely feeling temperate against my fiery face all night, the memory foam is really supportive and I haven’t woken up with a cricked neck since making the pillow switch.

Moving more toward products specifically designed for the menopause, I followed my nose to M-Club Restful Nights Pillow Spray. Scented with lavender and chamomile, I’ve taken to drenching my pillow with it every night and now I don’t like to go to sleep without it. The combination of the spray’s scent and the cooling pillow has worked wonders.

The only drawback is the essential oils mean I have to wash my hair more than usual, lest I start looking like unctuous Aidan from And Just Like That. I’m not digging his return to Carrie Bradshaw’s life. But I digress…

Cooling serum

With my head feeling much cooler, it was time to see what I could do about everything from the neck down. A company called Lansinoh was recommended to me. When I checked them out online, I was unsure whether this was appropriate, as it appeared to be a festival of products for pregnant women and new mothers. As someone who has well and truly missed the baby boat, I was sceptical.

But it turns out there are products that work just as well on overheating, perimenopausal women as they do on those at the other end of their reproductive life. The Cooling Serum, which I slathered liberally on my decolletage, arms and thighs before bed, felt lovely and helped me fall asleep quickly. It’s not just for baby bumps. For an extra frisson of chilliness, I blasted myself with the fan after application.

A range of scented concepts…

I then veered into aromatherapy territory. It’s something I’ve never been particularly convinced by, but Lansinoh’s Calming Bedtime Butter was like going to sleep in a lovely, fragrant hug. Scented with lavender and chamomile, it’s a super-rich shea butter-based concoction that lulled me to sleep, alleviated the itchy skin. And left me with incredibly soft arms and legs.

M-Club’s Restful Nights Pulse Point Roller Oil made me think of something you’d put on the wheels of your skates before a roller derby. This one didn’t seem to have much impact on my sleep, but it is a nice thing to roll on your wrists when you’re feeling a bit stressed, so that one is going to live on my desk rather than in my bedroom.

Similarly, I wasn’t convinced by M-Club’s Restful Sleep Oral Supplement Spray. It’s allegedly peppermint-flavoured, but I just found it gave me weird morning breath. It was akin to when the price of Listerine inflates to £5, so you buy the supermarket’s own brand for £1.20 instead – and regret it pretty quickly.

Let’s look at patches

Moving swiftly on, I decided to add further patches to my life. Despite my ravaged sleep patterns, I’ve been enjoying the benefits of HRT patches, such as no more excruciatingly sore boobs and a significant reduction in wild mood swings. Menopeace Balancing Topical Patches come with the warning that its claim to “help balance and comfort menopausal symptoms … have not been evaluated by the FDA”. Pah! Surely I’ve ingested far worse things in my time, I thought, and put myself to bed with an eight-hour patch.

It would seem that patches infused with black cohosh (isn’t that a banned weapon?), gotu kola (isn’t that one of those Coke alternatives you find on holiday?), damiana, valerian, skull cap (I’m sure I saw them open for Iron Maiden back in the day…) and oatseed do indeed help with a good night’s sleep.

The patches don’t entirely eliminate the 3am wakey-wakeys. But I wasn’t waking up and obsessing about the time my oboe reed broke right before a performance assessment in 1991. Or wondering if I should just call that person to ask why they unfriended me on Facebook. Instead, it was more of a quick glance at the time, a “Fucksake, I don’t need to be up for hours!” and a swift return to the land of nod.

But the wildest result of my great sleep experiment…

…came as a mug of herbal tea. Femally Sage Womanis a loose-leaf tea and naturally, I don’t have a teapot. So, I infused two generous teaspoons of the stuff in a mug. It was the first cup of tea I’ve ever drunk that required a toothpick at the end. My husband asked me if this brew would just cause me to go to the loo all night.

It turned out that I didn’t need to worry about wearing out the carpet between the bedroom and the bathroom. I slept like the dead. Right through the night. For about 10 hours. Around 8:30am, my eyelids creaked open like forgotten loft hatches. I wandered downstairs in a daze and have no memory of mainlining my usual morning vat of Earl Grey. My husband seemed concerned for me.

I was concerned for me. Around 9:30am, we ventured out for a walk and a coffee. It was a genuine effort to do a walk I do most days without even thinking about it. When we made it to one of our usual cafes, I had a strong coffee, which helped a bit. But for the rest of the day, I was slow off the mark. Which was a bummer, as I had a lot to do.

It was nice to have a solid block of uninterrupted sleep without boob sweats, anxiety or itchy skin, but I think I’ll save the tea for the next time I either fancy a serious weekend lie-in or I’m jetlagged and need to force myself to sleep my way back to local time.

I have no idea whether it was the red raspberry leaf, sage, lemon balm, verbena, vitex berries (what berries?!), spearmint, lemon peel or liquoriceroot that sent me into a stratospheric sleep.

So now I am armed with an anti-insomnia arsenal

I have soothing, calming, fragrant patches and potions – and a truly excellent pillow – that whilst not completely eliminating the sleep issues, have certainly made me stop dreading bedtime. And I have tea that will knock me into the Land of Nod whenever I really need it. Most of all, sleeping better has improved my mood, productivity, and anxiety, all without resorting to drugs.

That’s definitely a result.