2007-11-11

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.

2 comments:

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

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  2. Amen to sleep.

    I coulf use a 12-hour marathon myself.

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