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Thursday, May 01, 2008

Seven Hours

Seven hours.

Seh-vehn.

7!

You know what rhymes with Seven? Heaven.

You knew that. You also know what this is about, don't you?

In bed at 7:30, nursed at 11, crawled into bed at midnight and slept (Well, I did!) until 6 am. Eric pat-pat-patted the twins to sleep again at 2 and 3 am whilst I snoozed on, oblivious. Too deeply asleep to hear, to notice, to respond. The first time in a year. (No exaggeration. Truly. )

Seven.

Never have I loved a number more.

Happy May Day!
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6 comments:

  1. Madge5/1/08, 11:21 AM

    Before I had kids I was fond of saying, 'oh, i HAVE to have at least eight hours of sleep a night or I just can't function.' famous last words.

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  2. Scylla5/1/08, 3:04 PM

    Thank heaven for a good night's sleep!

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  3. Suburban Correspondent5/1/08, 7:52 PM

    I'm getting old and boring, because the best thing I can think of is a good night's sleep...

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  4. Woman with a Hatchet5/1/08, 11:12 PM

    SC: I'm with you! Nothing feels as good as sleep! Think I'll go get me some right now!

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  5. Anonymous5/2/08, 8:54 AM

    congratulations! =)

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  6. Woman with a Hatchet5/2/08, 9:28 AM

    Thanks Nina!

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