Pillow, I remember you. I remember laying apon you all night, or for at least eight hours. Bed, I remember you our relaxing nights and late mornings. Sleep, I remember you. The way I would wake up feeling refreshed after spending the night with you. The way you made my skin glow. The way you made my brain function. The way I was so carefree and awake. Coffee was not a necessity but a treat. Long gone are those days. Sleep, I hope we meet again.
Brady is only sleeping a couple of hours a night. I am barely hanging in there. I hope this phase passes soon.
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