My little one has had a fever for about 3 days plus she had a tooth pulled (she was SO brave, bless her little heart!), so I have been getting even less sleep than usual. Thus my husband gifted me with a present so profound, so wonderful, something I've dreamed of for years but that he deemed "too expensive" to give me:
A 3-HOUR NAP!!!
Forget the diamonds, spa treaments, new car - all I've ever wanted since I became pregnant 9 years ago has been sleep.
So I took a nap for an hour. Then the little one came up, crawled into bed with me and, miracles of miracles, we slept for another 2 hours.
It was wonderful, a religious experience! Sad, huh?