Sleep... it's a sore subject in this house. The cause? My husband's snoring! One pillow, two pillows, on his back, on his side, using an anti-snore pillow, whatever. And he sleeps so deeply that he has no idea that he's doing it either. He protests by saying that I snore too but I know I don't... I'm too ladylike to snore. Cute little piggy grunts, maybe, but not loud enough to wake someone from their slumber and prevent them from nodding back off again. You would think I would be used surviving with no sleep. When my youngest child was born (and before was diagnosed with ADHD) his sleep pattern was very erratic. He had already transitioned into a "big boy bed" which was inline with the research conducted on this survey with Happy Beds so keeping him in his own bed was a challenge. This went on for approximately two-and-a-half years. In fact, I was so adept at surviving of little or no sleep that I laughed at the idea of the reality TV Show, ...
... blogging my guts out