The gift of twelve and a half hours of beautiful sleep

Yesterday...having to leave my bed was a chore, food was tasteless yet my appetite knew no bounds, and the endless demands of my children grated on me.

Today...while I didn't jump out of bed, I did slink out happy. I ate when I was hungry and not when I needed to fill the endless, anxious pit. Most importantly, I laughed with my kids instead of being overwhelmed by their needs.

Sleep is good. Oh, so good.


  1. So jealous! How did you manage that? Sounds like it was much needed.

  2. Amen to sleep.

    I coulf use a 12-hour marathon myself.


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