Maybe tomorrow #30BrighterDays
Last night all the sleep interventions failed me– the relaxation sounds, the deep breathing, the variations of heat and weight–even the as-needed prescription. I avoided a complete freak-out by watching old Annie Broadway audition videos while Husband slept beside me. Earbuds are a miracle. YouTube is a miracle. Watching kids get a casting call from Broadway is a miracle. However, if you’re thinking that 5-11 year-olds belting Hard Knock Life doesn’t portend a sleep miracle, you are correct. When a person reaches insomnia level orphan choreography, all sleep hygiene bets are off. Maybe I got… Read More »Maybe tomorrow #30BrighterDays