I recently found my old sleep mask. It wasn’t lost. It was inside the drawer of my old bedside table that I recently moved over to the other side of the bed, where Annika still sleeps. She was perusing through the drawer and found it. Tried it on and then relinquished it only because it was way too big, even with her huge hair.
I haven’t used this thing in years. I had even forgotten that I had it. Then I remember how much better rested I used to be when I wore it.
I hate sleeping with lights on in my room, yet, I have a nightlight for Annika. She’s been “scared of the dark” since she was about 3.
So, the past two nights I’ve worn it. I’m waking up feeling more refreshed, better rested than I have in years. It’s amazing. Get one.
Side note: Yes, I realize I haven’t updated this blog in about two months. I know. I’m sure nobody’s reading anymore except the few hundred spam bots and unbelievably stupid guest posters who keep emailing me with ridiculous ideas like, “How to Find a Babysitter.” Yes, because all my readers, who are interested in hearing about a single mom who parents using attachment parenting principles are interested in using Craigslist to find a nanny. Um, no thanks.