I can relate to the fighting sleep thing. I go through fits and spurts, mostly when my medication is off or out of whack, but many times I find myself starting to panic when I see the clock and realize that I should really be in bed. After talking it over with my therapist, I've realized that, at least for me, it was all about trying to take some control over my life and sleep, when I when to sleep at least, was the one way I could manage to do it.

Eventually, and after a few dozen med tweaks, I've got a system down. Meds around 10 or 11 on weekdays (depending on when I want to fall asleep, they work within an hour). On the weekend I'm free to do whatever the hell I want. I'll nap, I'll pump sugar and energy drinks straight from an IV (well, maybe not that), and I'll sleep whenever the hell I want to. Messes with the meds and I usually have a shitty Sunday night as I panic about not sleeping enough but...I get over it. It's easier when you have something to help you sleep but when I got panicky about sleep it really sucked.

And, may I say, "aw"?! Photo-op with Santa? How adorable. :)