Not negotiating with terrorists seemed reasonable until I went and had a baby. As an infant, my son would hold hostage my bedtime. His witching hour was around 2 am, which gave me the illusion of a dilemma between watching Extreme Makeover again or early morning infomercials. Some of the products … [Read more...]
3:30am and wide awake
It's started. My body and mind have started to prepare for the imminent arrival of No. 3. Insomnia has sunk in and I'm now up at all hours of the night. In the beginning, 5 years ago, when this began to happen, I used to fight it - tossing and turning - trying anything to sleep. … [Read more...]