Wednesday, January 15, 2003


Stacey Greenberg

We have a family bed.

It’s a double.

No, not a queen, a double.

Cosleeping translated into an all night titty bar for Satchel when I started back at work. Inexplicably, my husband started snoring with a vengeance. Since giving birth seven months ago, with the rare exception, I haven’t slept for more than 2-4 hours uninterrupted. And really if you count the last 5 months of my pregnancy when I was peeing every half hour, I could bump that up to a year. A year. I always loved sleep, and damn I miss it. I keep telling myself that I slept plenty in college and in the Peace Corps so I should suck it up, but so far it isn’t working.

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