It was like I’d forgotten what it meant to be sleepy. I wrote a few weeks agoabout trying to see sleep as the gentle restorative time it’s supposed to be rather than the time I’m not getting things done – cleaning, cooking, writing, exercising. That was all a nice idea, but I was still pretty…
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Busy mouths
A hickey, a buzz, chocolate and babysitting all in one night. Sounds like high school. But it was really my husband’s 37th birthday. And he wasn’t the one to give me the hickey. Even though it was his special day, I decided to hand the toddler over to my husband so I could go for…
Sleep is not an adversary
When I decided to undertake a cleanse and make some changes in my diet, I also set out to change my sleeping habits. My natural tendency has always been that of a night owl, even when, as now, I’ve been without caffeine. For the past several months, I had been in the habit of staying…
Little Mouth Speaks
I started this blog with the intention of getting down all the reflections and insights I had as a mom that someday would turn into witty, poignant essays. It was supposed to keep me from feeling like my head was full of stuff I couldn’t get out, to be the in-between repository of ideas so…