You know that viagara commercial? The one where everyone in the pretty little neighbourhood with the white picket fences is dancing around joyously, while the music of Queen’s We are the Champions plays in the background?
That was me this morning. No, I didn’t get lucky last night, although that might have elicited a similar reaction. Actually, it was better than sex – yes, there is such a thing.
This morning, this beautiful morning filled with sunshine and birdsong, I woke up to the sound of my alarm. Not to the sound of someone driving a tonka truck over an exersaucer, not to a hungry bellow from the crib, not to a tiny voice yanking on my blankets and saying, “Move over Mommy.” Not in the middle of the night, not in the pre-dawn gloaming, but in the morning. AFTER the sun rose. In daylight.
I closed my eyes at 9:45 pm last night, and opened them for the first time a restful and energizing eight hours and ten minutes later.
And now, if you’ll please excuse me, I have to go leap over some tall buildings or race a speeding bullet or something…
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And reading THAT has just done the same to me – I am SO happy for you, you must feel like a brand new person. I LOVE it when that happens.
Off to find a white picket fence to skip over, on your behalf (do they really exist anymore?)
Have a great day!! (I know you will) and with all that extra rest, maybe tonight you can get, well, you know…
xoxo
Well danigirl!
Must be in the air…Last night was the first night in weeks (ok not months) that I slept in my OWN bed all though the night. Although My Little Man came and snuggled in about 4:30 but I much prefer that to the loud shouts of “Mommy why aren’t you in my bed?” !!!!
So maybe I could hold you hand and leap buildings with you?
Off to shower before tacking the little bullet that is my Little Man!
OMG it just hit me – you went to bed (to sleep at that) at 9:45 PM and were able to sleep without knowing you was kicked off Idol??? You never cease to amaze me…
I don’t think I understand. You slept for over eight hours? As in snuggle down, close eyes, drift off, dream, wake up refreshed eight hours later? Is that even possible? I’m so confused.
Welcome Dani to a whole new world…one seen through rested eyes
wishing you many more
hugs
Welcome back to the land of the living!!!!
God, the clarity of thought is killing me. I’ve become accustomed to my protective fog, and this newfound (refound?) capability to process information like I used to be able to do in the old days is a little overwhelming. It’s like a blind person must feel after regaining sight – all those lapsed synapses suddenly refiring is giving me a headache.
So many thoughts, so little time!
xo Danigirl
P.S. Hang on Casey… it could happen to you someday too, with a little luck (and some Ambien in the formula!)
Nothing better than a good night’s sleep! Treat them more precious than gold though, because they may still be a rarity.
I too have become accustomed to that familiar fog of sleep depravity. I used to think that sleep was a necessary bodily function. I now believe that the body CAN function without sleep, contrary to current medical thinking…now the brain? That is a different story… hmmm… did you say something???
After taking two hours to get Baby Girl settled and a midnight waking, I’m jealous jealous jealous jealous!
Jwn
WoooHooo!!!