All three of our girls sucked at sleeping. I was a half-dead, hollowed version of myself for about six years as they learned to suck a little less at sleeping through the night.
As these last days of summer trickle into fall, I see my day-timer filling up with kids’ activities again and all the preparation that goes into bringing the children out of “summer mode” and restoring
Mornings are my least favourite part of the day.
“I’m going to play ‘Mommy,’” she declared. Then she asked me to curl her hair just like I do mine.
Then she asked for some lipstick. Then she asked for some money to go and buy a coffee.
What I’m about to show you is an oldie, but a goodie.
I feel like I’m treading water. Treading, treading, treading.