i'm a woman in love... with sleep.

I can’t remember when I first fell in love with sleep, but I definitely remember sleeping in until noon on the weekends as a teenager.

I also remember sleeping in until 10:30am on the weekends during my twenties.

And in my thirties I now spend time “dreaming” about sleep.

I have dreamt of sleep while tossing and turning in bed at 2:00am with pregnancy insomnia. I’ve dreamt of sleep while nursing my newborn at 3:00am. I’ve dreamt of sleep while rushing like a madwoman to get things done at 11:00am during my baby’s nap times. And I’ve dreamt of sleep (“just one more hour”) while lying in bed awake at 7:00am listening to my chatterbox toddler in the room next door.

I still love sleep. I probably always will. Always a night person, never one to enjoy the getting-out-of-bed process in the morning…

But these days I also get a lot of joy and satisfaction from seeing others sleep.

Again, behold:

In my opinion, that's an eyeful worth looking at twice.

How can you not love a sight like that? Father and son sharing an afternoon snooze. If I weren’t so busy adoring I just might be jealous.

Sleep, glorious sleep.

Dear friends, how’s your sleep life lately?

sleepy,

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