My thoughts on sleep....

Sleep deprivation is a bad thing. It took me a while, but I've made my peace with it. My secret? I NEVER EXPECT TO SLEEP. Honestly, if I get to go to bed, I consider it a bonus. If I get to snooze crumpled up on the couch under a toddler with my feet intertwined with Lili's, I'm grateful. The only time I truly despair is when they keep me up and are completely inconsolable for the whole night. That has happened. Faith's croup would have done me in had it not been for the lulling affect of the Teletubbies. Teething was tough - I remember Faith and Eve both cutting them at the same time. It was the night before their birthday last year. I spent that night on the floor (I'm way too old to find that comfortable in the least) with kids crying, rolling on me and setting off loud toys.