Saturday, October 29, 2005
No baby waking at five in the morning hungry for a bottle. A bed to myself. No snoring. No tugging of blankets. Just me, warm blankets and a dark room. After weeks of working long hours, this should be heavenly. I should be sleeping soundly, happily.

But I'm not.

I never sleep well when you're not around.

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Blogger Susanna Rose said...

I know what you're feeling except you put it a lot more poignantly than I could in just a few words! I hope that your sweetheart is back soon and in the meantime, that you can catch some zzzzs! !

Blogger mreddie said...

The not sleeping well is bad enough, but the waking up alone is worse. Fortunately it doesn't happen often.

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